Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
Know this for certain: love that clings only to passing things will, in time, come to an end. Count as long as you like — you could never number all the people who have come and gone.
Everything I see will one day change and pass; so where should I set my heart? Take it as true, deep down, that grasping at things that don’t last leaves you empty.
The one who is free of doubt — that one knows, that one is a saint. Such a person is lifted gently up out of the deep place, and the One is fully pleased with them. The Maker’s hand is strong — the Cause behind every cause. Nanak says: praise the One, who draws us close and joins us to the Source.
Nyanya is a Pauri of discernment, sorting jhoothaa (false, passing) love from sach (Truth, what lasts). Jaan... anit — this ordinary attachment "shall come to an end" — a clear-eyed sorting of what lasts from what doesn't. Gahar gambheer... kaadhi lee-ay — lifted gently up out of the deep place — is the rescue. The resolution is warm: the saint is simply the one free of doubt; the One who is kaaran karnai jog (able to cause every cause) reappears from the kakka Pauri; and the close, naanak... aap milaa-ay, is pure grace — the One "joins us to Himself," draws us close. Seeing clearly what passes leads to praise for the One who lifts and reunites.
How can you tell the difference between loving something and desperately clinging to it? Does one feel steadier than the other?
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