Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
Cruelty and greed are like a drug. They promise you something and rob you instead, and you forget the One who made you.
All the while, the One is right there, quiet and close and unbothered. Meanwhile a heart puffed up on pride charges around blind, like an elephant that has had far too much to drink.
The One stays close and quiet, even while pride makes us charge around blind.
Bikh thag-uree means a poison that tricks you. Cruelty and greed are like that. They promise you something, and then they rob you. Chit na sirjanhaar — you forget the Creator who made you.
Gobind gupt ho-ay rahi-o ni-aaro — the One, the Keeper of the world, stays hidden and untouched, quietly near. Maatang mat ahankaar — the proud heart is like a wild elephant, dizzy with ego.
Think of a friend sitting right next to you while you shout into your phone looking for them. The One never leaves. We just stop noticing.
When has something good been right beside you, unnoticed until later?
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