Gathering in and hoarding what they can, the faithless cynics die, O Nanak, but the wealth of Maya does not go with them in the end. ||1||
Pauree:
T'HAT'HA: Nothing is permanent - why do you stretch out your feet?
You commit so many fraudulent and deceitful actions as you chase after Maya.
You work to fill up your bag, you fool, and then you fall down exhausted.
But this shall be of no use to you at all at that very last instant.
You shall find stability only by vibrating upon the Lord of the Universe, and accepting the Teachings of the Saints.
Embrace love for the One Lord forever - this is true love!
He is the Doer, the Cause of causes. All ways and means are in His Hands alone.
Whatever You attach me to, to that I am attached; O Nanak, I am just a helpless creature. ||33||
Salok:
His slaves have gazed upon the One Lord, the Giver of everything.
They continue to contemplate Him with each and every breath; O Nanak, the Blessed Vision of His Darshan is their Support. ||1||
Pauree:
DADDA: The One Lord is the Great Giver; He is the Giver to all.
There is no limit to His Giving. His countless warehouses are filled to overflowing.
The Great Giver is alive forever.
O foolish mind, why have you forgotten Him?
No one is at fault, my friend.
God created the bondage of emotional attachment to Maya.