What if I were to become a deer, and live in the forest, picking and eating fruits and roots
- by Guru's Grace, I am a sacrifice to my Master. Again and again, I am a sacrifice, a sacrifice.
I am the shop-keeper of the Lord.
Your Name is my merchandise and trade.
If I were to become a cuckoo, living in a mango tree, I would still contemplate the Word of the Shabad.
I would still meet my Lord and Master, with intuitive ease; the Darshan, the Blessed Vision of His Form, is incomparably beautiful.
If I were to become a fish, living in the water, I would still remember the Lord, who watches over all beings and creatures.
My Husband Lord dwells on this shore, and on the shore beyond; I would still meet Him, and hug Him close in my embrace.
If I were to become a snake, living in the ground, the Shabad would still dwell in my mind, and my fears would be dispelled.
O Nanak, they are forever the happy soul-brides, whose light merges into His Light.
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