ਕਈ ਜਨਮ ਸੈਲ ਗਿਰਿ ਕਰਿਆ ॥
ka-ee janam sail gir kari-aa.
In so many incarnations, you were rocks and mountains;
ਕਈ ਜਨਮ ਗਰਭ ਹਿਰਿ ਖਰਿਆ ॥
ka-ee janam garabh hir khari-aa.
in so many incarnations, you were aborted in the womb;
ਕਈ ਜਨਮ ਸਾਖ ਕਰਿ ਉਪਾਇਆ ॥
ka-ee janam saakh kar upaa-i-aa.
in so many incarnations, you developed branches and leaves;
ਲਖ ਚਉਰਾਸੀਹ ਜੋਨਿ ਭ੍ਰਮਾਇਆ ॥੨॥
lakh cha-oraaseeh jon bharmaa-i-aa. ||2||
you wandered through 8.4 million incarnations. ||2||
Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
For so many lives you were rock and mountain; so many times lost before birth; so many lives a tree with branches and leaves. Through millions and millions of lives you wandered.
Through millions of lives -- even as rock and tree -- the soul wandered to reach here.
The catalogue continues -- even rocks, mountains, aborted lives, plants -- the full 8.4 million forms. The point lands by sheer accumulation: this human chance came at the end of an almost unimaginable journey. Do not waste it.
A Question to Sit With
What would it mean to truly not waste a chance this rare?
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