Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
It is beautiful, and it jingles like ankle-bells — delightful while it lasts.
But it stays only as long as the breath is in you. The moment that's gone, it gets up and walks away without a backward glance.
A striking image of impermanence: Maya is lovely, musical, close as ankle-bells — ja-o lag paraan ta-oo lag sangay, with you only as long as breath lasts. Then it rises and leaves, bayg uth nangay, quickly and barefoot. Everything you can hold in your hands keeps you company only for a while. It's not a threat; it's a clear-eyed measure of what things are actually worth.
If some things stay only for a while, which things do you want to give your heart to for the long run?
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