ਹਉ ਦੋਹਾਗਣਿ ਖਰੀ ਰੰਞਾਣੀ ॥
ha-o dohaagan kharee ranjaanee.
I am a dejected, discarded bride, totally miserable.
ਗਇਆ ਸੁ ਜੋਬਨੁ ਧਨ ਪਛੁਤਾਣੀ ॥੨॥
ga-i-aa so joban Dhan pachhutaanee. ||2||
I have lost my youth; I regret and repent. ||2||
Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
Some days I feel I have let precious time drift past without turning toward what matters.
A little ache of I wish I had started sooner rises up in me.
But that very ache is a doorway, and I can turn toward the One right now.
The wish that you had started sooner is itself a way of starting now.
Dohaagan, the bride left alone, grieves the youth that slipped away. Under the grief is the honest wish to have turned sooner, which is itself a turning. Regret becomes an open door rather than a wound.
A Question to Sit With
Is there something you would like to begin today rather than wait?
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