Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
Some people wear themselves out chasing more and more, and still feel empty — the thirst inside them never eases, no matter how much they gather.
Nanak says: piling up and hoarding, cut off from the One, they find that none of the treasure they clutched so tightly can be carried on. What we hold too tightly stays behind when we go.
Endless gathering leaves the thirst inside unquenched.
Thaakay — "grown weary" — is the first word, and the subject is trisnaa, craving or thirst, which hoarding cannot satisfy: sanch sanch... maa-i-aa na saath, gathering and gathering, but Maya, the world's shimmering wealth, does not go along. The word saakat describes someone cut off from the One: a disconnection to heal, never a name to call anyone. Endless acquiring cannot quench the heart. The "T'hat'ha" Pauri that follows takes up the theme of how nothing stays.
Have you ever wanted something badly, gotten it, and found the wanting came right back? What filled the space?
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