ਪੁਤ੍ਰ ਕਲਤ੍ਰ ਗ੍ਰਿਹ ਦੇਖਿ ਪਸਾਰਾ ਇਸ ਹੀ ਮਹਿ ਉਰਝਾਏ ॥
putar kaltar garih daykh pasaaraa is hee meh urjhaa-ay.
Gazing upon children, spouse, household and possessions, one is entangled in these.
ਮਾਇਆ ਮਦ ਚਾਖਿ ਭਏ ਉਦਮਾਤੇ ਹਰਿ ਹਰਿ ਕਬਹੁ ਨ ਗਾਏ ॥੨॥
maa-i-aa mad chaakh bha-ay udmaatay har har kabahu na gaa-ay. ||2||
Tasting the wine of Maya, one is intoxicated, and never sings of the Lord, Har, Har. ||2||
Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
Looking around at family, home, and all we gather, it is easy to get tangled up in it.
Tasting the sweetness of the passing world, we can get dizzy and forget to sing.
Good things can still tangle us if we forget what is underneath them.
Children, home, and possessions can tangle the heart; the "wine" of the passing world (maa-i-aa mad) makes one dizzy, a distraction that pulls the song away.
A Question to Sit With
What good things sometimes distract you from what matters most?
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