Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
Tangled in countless invisible strings, a wandering heart drifts here and there. It forgets to sing to the One, the very treasure of goodness.
And so the mind stays caught in what poisons it.
Invisible threads can hold a heart, and turning toward goodness loosens them.
Anik bandhan maa-i-aa — the many bonds of maya. Maya is the pull of the world: things, money, show. These bonds are like fine threads. They do not look like chains, but they hold just as tightly. Think of a kite string caught in a tree.
Gun nidh means the treasure of goodness, the One. Forgetting to turn toward that treasure leaves the mind bikhai hee meh, soaked in what harms it. Bikh means poison. Here it is a picture: the slow poison of craving, not plain wickedness.
The cure is simple: gaa-i-aa, to sing. To sing is to turn your attention toward goodness.
What small habit pulls your attention away, so quietly you barely notice it?
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