Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
A person wanders through countless lifetimes, one after another.
Without remembering the One, they fall into a dark pit of suffering. Without loving worship, they are torn to pieces inside.
Without understanding, they are caught and punished by death.
Without remembering the One, a life wanders and comes apart.
Anik janam bhramay: wandering through countless lifetimes. The pictures that follow are hard ones: a fall into hell, being cut to pieces, punishment from death's messenger. They show a life with no center, scattered and in pain. Without har simran, remembering the One, and without bhagat, loving worship, nothing holds a person together.
From this ache, the shabad moves steadily toward home.
What does it feel like to be far from home and long to get back?
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