ਭ੍ਰਮਤੌ ਭ੍ਰਮਤੌ ਹਾਰਿ ਜਉ ਪਰਿਓ ਤਉ ਗੁਰ ਮਿਲਿ ਚਰਨ ਪਰਾਤੇ ॥
bharmatou bharmatou haar ja-o pari-o ta-o gur mil charan paraatay.
Wandering, wandering, I grew so tired; meeting the Guru, I fell at His Feet.
ਕਹੁ ਨਾਨਕ ਮੈ ਸਰਬ ਸੁਖੁ ਪਾਇਆ ਇਹ ਸੂਖਿ ਬਿਹਾਨੀ ਰਾਤੇ ॥੨॥੩॥੨੬॥
kaho naanak mai sarab sukh paa-i-aa ih sookh bihaanee raatay. ||2||3||26||
Says Nanak, I have found total peace; this life-night of mine passes in peace. ||2||3||26||
Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
I wandered and wandered until I was worn out and weary.
Then I met the Guru and fell at the Guru's feet.
Nanak says, I have found complete peace, and now my nights pass in deep, easy peace.
Rest comes when the tired wandering finally finds its home.
Bharmatou bharmatou haar — wandering and wandering until worn out — is the honest picture of a searching that tires you. Meeting the Guru, the heart charan paraatay, comes to rest, and finds sarab sukh, complete peace; the nights now pass in ease. The tired wandering finds its home.
A Question to Sit With
What does it feel like to finally rest after searching a long time?
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