ਏਹ ਸਭਿ ਧੜੇ ਮਾਇਆ ਮੋਹ ਪਸਾਰੀ ॥
ayh sabh Dharhay maa-i-aa moh pasaaree.
All these alliances are mere extensions of the love of Maya.
ਮਾਇਆ ਕਉ ਲੂਝਹਿ ਗਾਵਾਰੀ ॥
maa-i-aa ka-o loojheh gaavaaree.
Only fools argue over Maya.
ਜਨਮਿ ਮਰਹਿ ਜੂਐ ਬਾਜੀ ਹਾਰੀ ॥
janam mareh joo-ai baajee haaree.
They are born, and they die, and they lose the game of life in the gamble.
ਹਮਰੈ ਹਰਿ ਧੜਾ ਜਿ ਹਲਤੁ ਪਲਤੁ ਸਭੁ ਸਵਾਰੀ ॥੩॥
hamrai har Dharhaa je halat palat sabh savaaree. ||3||
My alliance is with the Lord, who embellishes all, in this world and the next. ||3||
Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
All these alliances are just branches of the love of things.
Only fools quarrel over what is passing.
They are born, they die, and they lose the whole game in the gamble. My alliance is with the One, who makes all things beautiful, here and hereafter.
Most quarrels are people fighting over things that are already slipping away.
The root of all faction-forming is named: "the love of Maya." Partisan quarrels are "fools arguing over Maya" — fighting over what is already slipping away. The whole human life can be "lost in the gamble" of these conflicts. The One alone "embellishes all" — makes beautiful both this world and the next.
A Question to Sit With
When have you seen people fight hard over something that didn't really last?
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