Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
In summer, in the months of Jeth and Asaarh, the heat is fierce and hard to bear.
The bride who has been left behind is apart from her Love, and her Husband does not look her way.
She does not see her Husband; she wastes away, sighing in pain; her great pride has robbed her.
She flails like a fish out of water; stuck on Maya, the pull of the world, she is far from the One.
She does wrong, and so she is afraid of being born again and again; at death she will surely face a reckoning.
Nanak prays: take me into Your shelter, my One, and protect me; You fulfill every wish.
Summer is the season of separation. The bride left behind (duhaaganee) is the soul that has drifted from its Beloved, and she feels the heat as thirst and longing. Gaarab, pride, the small separate self, is what keeps her far away; she flails like a fish out of water (jal baajh machhulee), and she fears what her wrongs will bring. The answer is shelter with pooran kaam, the One who completes every longing.
When you feel far from something you love, what helps you find your way back?
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