ਐਥੈ ਗੋਇਲੜਾ ਦਿਨ ਚਾਰੇ ॥
aithai go-ilrhaa din chaaray.
In this green pasture, the mortal stays only a few days.
ਖੇਲੁ ਤਮਾਸਾ ਧੁੰਧੂਕਾਰੇ ॥
khayl tamaasaa DhunDhookaaray.
He plays and frolics in utter darkness.
ਬਾਜੀ ਖੇਲਿ ਗਏ ਬਾਜੀਗਰ ਜਿਉ ਨਿਸਿ ਸੁਪਨੈ ਭਖਲਾਈ ਹੇ ॥੯॥
baajee khayl ga-ay baajeegar ji-o nis supnai bhakhlaa-ee hay. ||9||
The jugglers have staged their show, and left, like people mumbling in a dream. ||9||
Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
I am like a traveler resting in a green field for just a few days.
The show of the world plays for a while and then is over, the way a dream fades when morning comes.
So I want to treasure this short, precious visit and not sleepwalk my way through it.
Life is a short, precious visit, worth staying awake for.
The green pasture and the juggler's show (a brief play, a dream) are classic reminders that life is short. What remains is a tender call to treasure a short, precious stay.
A Question to Sit With
What is a small everyday thing you would like to notice and treasure more?
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