Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
On this day, here is what makes a day holy: kindness and generosity. Learn them, and live them.
Bring your wandering mind back home to the One. The truest fast is simply letting go of always wanting more -- and the deepest remembrance is the quiet one that hums in you even without words.
Once you know that the One fills everything, everywhere, you do not need a long list of rules to be pure. Living from that truth is the whole discipline.
duaadasi, the twelfth day again. This is the poem's strongest statement of the whole theme: da-i-aa daan -- compassion and charity -- are what make the day sacred, exactly the Baarah Maaha epilogue's move (and Magh's stanza, where pilgrimage yields to kindness to all beings). ajpaa jaap -- the "unspoken remembrance" that continues on its own, alive in the heart. Purity is relocated from ritual to knowing the Truth.
Whose day could you make a little brighter with one kind act?
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