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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