Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
When our senses chase only what is harsh or hollow — sharp words, ugly sights, poison-talk in our ears — we get quietly robbed of our peace, day and night. Without the words of the teaching, that theft goes on unnoticed.
This one says that what we let in through our eyes and ears can rob our peace.
Kaal jaal jihvaa ar nainee — the trap of death hangs over the tongue and the eyes. Kaanee kaal sunai bikh bainee — it hangs over ears that listen to bikh bainee, poison words. The picture is not a scary death-messenger. It is the senses caught in things that make us smaller: gossip, cruel talk, ugly sights.
Bin sabdai moothay din rainee — without the Word, they are robbed day and night. What gets stolen is inner peace. The thief is not a monster. It is simply not paying attention. Think of a phone whose battery drains all day from apps you forgot were open.
Without the Word to keep us awake, the robbing is quiet and steady. The teaching helps us notice what drains us, and stop feeding it.
What are some things you hear or see that leave you feeling worse — and what might you let in instead?
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