Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
All on its own, the One wrote the story of my life from the very start.
All on its own, the One Master has met me.
All on its own, every care and worry has gone.
Nanak, Nanak, Nanak has melted into the One.
When worry is gone, the little "me" melts into the One.
This is the close. "achint parabhoo Dhur likhi-aa laykh" — the One has written my laykh, the story of my life. Here it comes as a gift of grace. Then the One Master meets me. "chint achintaa saglee ga-ee" — every worry is gone.
The last line says "Nanak, Nanak, Nanak" three times. Nanak has merged into the One. The separate self, haumai (the "me, me, me" feeling), melts away. Think of a drop of rain falling into the sea. It is not lost. It becomes the sea.
What worry would you most like to set down and leave behind?
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