Kabit Savaiye Bhai Gurdas Ji
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ਪ੍ਰੀਤਮ ਕੇ ਮੇਲ ਖੇਲ ਪ੍ਰੇਮ ਨੇਮ ਕੈ ਪਤੰਗੁ ਦੀਪਕ ਪ੍ਰਗਾਸ ਜੋਤੀ ਜੋਤਿ ਹੂ ਸਮਾਵਈ ।
preetam ke mel khel prem nem kai patang deepak pragaas jotee jot hoo samaavee |For meeting the dear True Guru, an obedient disciple plays the game of love and merges his self into the light divine of the True Guru in a manner as is done by a moth who perishes on his beloved flame.
ਸਹਜ ਸੰਜੋਗ ਅਰੁ ਬਿਰਹ ਬਿਓਗ ਬਿਖੈ ਜਲ ਮਿਲਿ ਬਿਛੁਰਤ ਮੀਨ ਹੁਇ ਦਿਖਾਵਈ ।
sahaj sanjog ar birah biog bikhai jal mil bichhurat meen hue dikhaavee |The state of a devoted Sikh for meeting with True Guru in order to relish the spiritual ecstasy is like that of a fish in water. And one who is separated from water looks like dying with pangs of separation.
ਸਬਦ ਸੁਰਤਿ ਲਿਵ ਥਕਤਿ ਚਕਤ ਹੋਇ ਸਬਦ ਬੇਧੀ ਕੁਰੰਹਗ ਜੁਗਤਿ ਜਤਾਵਈ ।
sabad surat liv thakat chakat hoe sabad bedhee kuranhag jugat jataavee |Like a deer engrossed in the musical sound of Ghanda Herha, the mind of a true devotee enjoys the divine bliss engrossed in the word of the Guru.
ਮਿਲਿ ਬਿਛੁਰਤ ਅਰੁ ਸਬਦ ਸੁਰਤਿ ਲਿਵ ਕਪਟ ਸਨੇਹ ਸਨੋਹੀ ਨ ਕਹਾਵਈ ।੫੫੦।
mil bichhurat ar sabad surat liv kapatt saneh sanohee na kahaavee |550|The disciple who is able to engross his mind in the divine word, and yet separates himself from True Guru, his love is false. He cannot be called a true lover. (550)