Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
The moment I came to the shelter of the wise and kind, my tangled thinking cleared.
Remembering the One — the treasure within — every knot that bound me came loose.
This one says: when we come to good company, the knots come loose.
Jab hee saran saaDh kee aa-i-o: the moment I came to the shelter of the good. Durmat sagal binaasee: all my tangled thinking cleared. Durmat means wrong or muddled thinking.
Then the Guru remembered the chintaaman. That is a wish-granting jewel from old stories. Here it means the One, the treasure within. And kaatee jam kee faasee: the rope that the fear of death ties around us was cut.
Think of a tangled necklace. You pull and pull, and it only gets tighter. Then someone kind helps, and the knots slip loose. Fear turns into release.
Where do you go, or who do you go to, when your thoughts get tangled?
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