O my mind, chant forever the Kirtan of the Lord's Praises.
Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
He merges back into the One he came from, once he understands the way.
Wherever this body was formed, it was never meant to stay there for good.
Two quiet truths sit here. First, the drop returns to the ocean it came from — the soul "merges into the One from which it originated". This is the homecoming the whole raag longs toward. Second, a gentle memento: "wherever the body was formed, it wasn't allowed to stay." Nothing physical is a permanent address. The body is a temporary dwelling, not a home. This is not morbid; it lightens the grip of clinging. If nothing here is meant to be held forever, you can love it freely and let it move through your open hands rather than your clenched ones.
If nothing here lasts forever, does that make it less precious or more precious to you?
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