As metal merges with metal, those who chant the Praises of the Lord are absorbed into the Praiseworthy Lord. Like the poppies, they are dyed in the deep crimson color of Truthfulness. Those contented souls who meditate on the Lord with single-minded love, meet the True Lord.
More Quotes from Granth Sahib:
This wealth, property and Maya are false. In the end, you must leave these, and depart in sorrow.Granth Sahib
By good destiny, this union comes about this body enjoys its pleasures. Those who have lost their destiny, suffer separation from this union.
Granth Sahib
The almighty Order of the Lord is over the heads of all. Wind, water and fire abide in the Fear of God
Granth Sahib
I chant and meditate on the Lord, loading the merchandise of the Lord's Name. The Messenger of Death, the tax collector, does not even approach me.
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Leaving the womb, you entered this mortal world you have forgotten the Lord from your mind.
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The birds are caught in the net of Maya immersed in the pleasures of love, they frolic in so many ways.
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