Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
When I lose sight of the One, worries and heaviness of every kind seem to pile up.
But when I live close to that presence, even the fear of death cannot come near me.
The literal line names jam — the messenger of death — as unable to approach one who lives in service of the divine. In the wellbeing lens we keep the comfort and set down the terror: this is not a threat but a reassurance. Living rooted in the One, the mind is no longer haunted by the dread that darkens so many lives. Dukh rog ghanayray — "many pains and diseases" — points not only to the body but to the many afflictions of a restless, forgetting mind.
What is a fear that shrinks when you remember you are part of something much larger than yourself?
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