Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
Inside the house of yourself there is a sweet nectar — and thieves keep slipping in to carry it off.
On our own, we can't seem to tell them no.
But the One guards what is precious and blesses us with real greatness.
Ghar meh amrit — the nectar within the self, the divine already inside. The taskar (thieves) are the pulls that steal our inner sweetness (the classic five: craving, anger, greed, attachment, pride) — named as forces to be seen, not sins to be flogged. The honest admission nannaakaar na ko-ay karay-ee — by ourselves we can't refuse them — sets up the relief: raakhai aap, the One protects. Grace guards what our willpower can't.
What thoughts or moods tend to sneak in and steal your inner calm? What helps you keep it safe?
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