No one knows what happens after death.

The one who is lamenting will also arise and depart.

Mortal beings are bound by the bonds of doubt and attachment.

When life becomes a dream, the blind man babbles and grieves in vain. ||2||

The Creator Lord created this creation.

It comes and goes, subject to the Will of the Infinite Lord.

No one dies; no one is capable of dying.

The soul does not perish; it is imperishable. ||3||

That which is known, does not exist.

I am a sacrifice to the one who knows this.

Says Nanak, the Guru has dispelled my doubt.

No one dies; no one comes or goes. ||4||10||

Raamkalee, Fifth Mehl:

Meditate on the Lord of the Universe, the Beloved Lord of the World.

Meditating in remembrance on the Lord's Name, you shall live, and the Great Death shall not consume you ever again. ||1||Pause||

Through millions of incarnations, you have come, wandering, wandering, wandering.

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By the highest destiny, you found the Saadh Sangat, the Company of the Holy. ||1||

Without the Perfect Guru, no one is saved.

This is what Baba Nanak says, after deep reflection. ||2||11||

Raag Raamkalee, Fifth Mehl, Second House:

One Universal Creator God. By The Grace Of The True Guru:

The four Vedas proclaim it, but you don't believe them.

The six Shaastras also say one thing.

The eighteen Puraanas all speak of the One God.

Even so, Yogi, you do not understand this mystery. ||1||

The celestial harp plays the incomparable melody,

but in your intoxication, you do not hear it, O Yogi. ||1||Pause||

In the first age, the Golden Age, the village of truth was inhabited.

In the Silver Age of Traytaa Yuga, things began to decline.

In the Brass Age of Dwaapur Yuga, half of it was gone.

Now, only one leg of Truth remains, and the One Lord is revealed. ||2||

The beads are strung upon the one thread.

By means of many, various, diverse knots, they are tied, and kept separate on the string.

The beads of the mala are lovingly chanted upon in many ways.

When the thread is pulled out, the beads come together in one place. ||3||

Throughout the four ages, the One Lord made the body His temple.

It is a treacherous place, with several windows.

Searching and searching, one comes to the Lord's door.

Then, O Nanak, the Yogi attains a home in the Mansion of the Lord's Presence. ||4||

Thus, the celestial harp plays the incomparable melody;

hearing it, the Yogi's mind finds it sweet. ||1||Second Pause||1||12||

Raamkalee, Fifth Mehl:

The body is a patch-work of threads.

The muscles are stitched together with the needles of the bones.

The Lord has erected a pillar of water.