Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
Life can feel like a wide, hard river to cross, and a heart that follows only itself struggles at the edge.
Ego, clinging, craving, anger, and cleverness fill it up and leave it restless, and the days slip by unfulfilled.
But here is the quiet truth: none of the things we pile up — not even family or belongings — travels on with us. Only what we build with the Name stays. So it is worth reaching for now.
dutar — the hard-to-cross world-ocean. bin naavai ko baylee naahee: without the Name, none of Maya's belongings accompany the soul onward. The pauri names the inner weights (haumai, kaam, krodh) not to frighten but to show what makes the crossing hard; the fearful Path-of-Death imagery is set aside in favor of the plain teaching — gather what lasts.
If you could carry only one thing forward, what would truly be worth keeping?
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