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Appendix 5
Her eyes fixed on the door, 'My Love, You alone can help me across The turbulent waters of life. Come home. Without You I am worthless as a broken shell. When You look upon me with favour, Love, And our eyes mingle; Then shaU I become priceless beyond compare.' Nanak says: 'Where seek you the Lord? Whom arc you awaiting? You have not far to go to find Him. He is within you, you are His mansion. If your body and soul yearn for the Lord, The Lord shall love you and Vaisakh be beautiful.'
3. mah jqh bha/lJ pntam Ttiun bisrai Why forget the Beloved in the month of Jeth When the land shimmers in the summer's heat? Grant me the Vutues, 0 Lord, As win favour in Your eyes. You are free from all attachment And live in Truth. And l am lowly, humble, helpless. How shall I approach You? How find the haven of peace?
Says Nanak: She who knows the Lord Becomes like the Lord. She knows Him By treading the path of vinue. 4. o.s&/, bhalli suraj gagan tape
In Asad the Sun scorches. The sky is hot The earth burns like an oven, Waters give up their vapours. It bums and scorches relentlessly in the month of Asad. The Sun's chariot passes the noon's sky The wife watches the shadow creep across the courtyard. And the cicada calls from the glades. The beloved seeks the cool of the evening. If the comfort she seeks be in falsehood,
Appendix 5
Her eyes fixed on the door, 'My Love, You alone can help me across The turbulent waters of life. Come home. Without You I am worthless as a broken shell. When You look upon me with favour, Love, And our eyes mingle; Then shaU I become priceless beyond compare.' Nanak says: 'Where seek you the Lord? Whom arc you awaiting? You have not far to go to find Him. He is within you, you are His mansion. If your body and soul yearn for the Lord, The Lord shall love you and Vaisakh be beautiful.'
3. mah jqh bha/lJ pntam Ttiun bisrai Why forget the Beloved in the month of Jeth When the land shimmers in the summer's heat? Grant me the Vutues, 0 Lord, As win favour in Your eyes. You are free from all attachment And live in Truth. And l am lowly, humble, helpless. How shall I approach You? How find the haven of peace?
Says Nanak: She who knows the Lord Becomes like the Lord. She knows Him By treading the path of vinue. 4. o.s&/, bhalli suraj gagan tape
In Asad the Sun scorches. The sky is hot The earth burns like an oven, Waters give up their vapours. It bums and scorches relentlessly in the month of Asad. The Sun's chariot passes the noon's sky The wife watches the shadow creep across the courtyard. And the cicada calls from the glades. The beloved seeks the cool of the evening. If the comfort she seeks be in falsehood,
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