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In Pokhi, the snow falls and the sap of the forest and grass
dries up. 0 Lord, why comest Thou not ? Thou abidest within my soul, body and
mouth. God, the Life of the world is permeating my mind and body. Through the
Guru’s word, enjoy I His Love. The Lord’s Light is contained in the egg-born,
the foetusborn, the sweat-born, the earth-born and all the hearts. O Lord of
compassion, the Beneficent one, bless me with Thy vision and grant me
understanding, that I may obtain salvation. Nãnak, with love and pleasure, God,
the Enjoyer enjoys the bride, who bears Him love and affection. |