ਮਨਮੁਖੁ ਭੂਲਾ ਠਉਰ ਨ ਪਾਏ ॥
manmukh bhoolaa tha-ur na paa-ay.
The confused, self-willed manmukhs find no place of rest.
ਜੋ ਧੁਰਿ ਲਿਖਿਆ ਸੁ ਕਰਮ ਕਮਾਏ ॥
jo Dhur likhi-aa so karam kamaa-ay.
They do those deeds which they are pre-destined to do.
ਬਿਖਿਆ ਰਾਤੇ ਬਿਖਿਆ ਖੋਜੈ ਮਰਿ ਜਨਮੈ ਦੁਖੁ ਤਾਹਾ ਹੇ ॥੧੩॥
bikhi-aa raatay bikhi-aa khojai mar janmai dukh taahaa hay. ||13||
Imbued with poison, they search out poison, and suffer the pains of death and rebirth. ||13||
Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
When a heart turns only to itself, it keeps searching and never quite finds a resting place.
Chasing what leaves a bitter aftertaste keeps the restlessness going round and round, until something gentler is chosen.
A heart turned only inward on itself never quite finds rest.
The self-turned mind, the manmukh, wanders and finds no resting place. Steeped in what tastes bitter, it keeps looking for more of the same, and the pain goes round. A gentler choice can break the circle.
A Question to Sit With
What helps you settle when your mind keeps circling?
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