ਪੂਰਬ ਜਨਮ ਹਮ ਤੁਮ੍ਹ੍ਹਰੇ ਸੇਵਕ ਅਬ ਤਉ ਮਿਟਿਆ ਨ ਜਾਈ ॥
poorab janam ham tumHray sayvak ab ta-o miti-aa na jaa-ee.
In my past life, I was Your servant; now, I cannot leave You.
ਤੇਰੇ ਦੁਆਰੈ ਧੁਨਿ ਸਹਜ ਕੀ ਮਾਥੈ ਮੇਰੇ ਦਗਾਈ ॥੨॥
tayray du-aarai Dhun sahj kee maathai mayray dagaa-ee. ||2||
The celestial sound current resounds at Your Door. Your insignia is stamped upon my forehead. ||2||
Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
In my past life I was Your servant, and now I cannot leave You.
The quiet heavenly music sounds at Your door, and Your mark is stamped on my forehead.
Belonging to something good becomes part of who you are.
The long bond (poorab janam) and the inner music at the door lead to the mark stamped on the forehead: a sign of belonging, worn with pride, not a brand of shame.
A Question to Sit With
What is something you belong to that you are proud of?
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