Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
I wandered and wandered, searching everywhere, trying every method I could think of, until I was worn out. And then — kindness. Mercy arrived, and I found the real treasure I'd been circling all along: good and holy company. The searching ended not in a technique, but in a gift.
Bharmato bharmato haari-aa — "wandering, wandering, worn out." The exhaustion of anik bidhee (countless methods) answers the shabad's opening question: no self-devised trick broke the ego. What broke it was kirpaa bha-ee — mercy came — and the treasure found was saadhsangat, good company. The whole arc runs from "can anyone do this?" to "grace did it, among good people." Effort empties the seeker; grace fills them.
Have you ever worn yourself out searching, only to have the answer arrive as a gift?
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