Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
Nanak says: so many of the things the world runs after are as light as dust — here for a moment, then blown away and gone. Chase only those, and you gather handfuls of dust that slip right through your fingers.
When you fill your days with nothing but that, you are left holding what cannot last, even when the account of a life is added up. So reach past the dust for the Naam, which stays with you, and your hands will hold something that does not blow away.
First Mehl. Worldly pleasures as dust and ashes (bhas, khayh) name their impermanence: dust earned, dust covering the body, and only more dust when the account is called. The Name is what endures — sach, Truth, set against what washes off.
What is something you once wanted badly that turned out not to matter at all?
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