ਪਿੰਡੁ ਪਤਲਿ ਮੇਰੀ ਕੇਸਉ ਕਿਰਿਆ ਸਚੁ ਨਾਮੁ ਕਰਤਾਰੁ ॥
pind patal mayree kaysa-o kiri-aa sach naam kartaar.
The Lord is my festive dish, of rice balls on leafy plates; the True Name of the Creator Lord is my funeral ceremony.
ਐਥੈ ਓਥੈ ਆਗੈ ਪਾਛੈ ਏਹੁ ਮੇਰਾ ਆਧਾਰੁ ॥੨॥
aithai othai aagai paachhai ayhu mayraa aaDhaar. ||2||
Here and hereafter, in the past and in the future, this is my support. ||2||
Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
The One is my feast and my funeral rite alike; the True Name is the only last ceremony I need.
Here, hereafter, past and future — this is my one support.
The Name is the only last rite you need — it holds you here and hereafter alike.
Nanak replaces the elaborate funeral offerings (the pind, rice balls on leaf-plates given for the dead) with the One itself: "the True Name of the Creator is my funeral ceremony." No ritual is needed beyond the Name, which supports the soul across every time — "here and hereafter, past and future." This is the Inward Turn applied to the rites of death.
A Question to Sit With
What is something so steady it would support you through anything?
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