Meeting the True Guru, we are shown the way to die. Remaining alive in this death brings joy deep within. Overcoming egotistical pride, the Tenth Gate is found.
My God sits deep within the self; He watches over us.
When the True Guru is pleased, we find the treasure of the jewel, deep within the self. Without the Guru, no one has found this treasure.
What can deep water do to a fish? What can the vast sky do to a bird? What can cold do to a stone? What is married life to a eunuch? You may apply sandalwood oil to a dog, but he will still be a dog.
Digging deep foundations, the walls are constructed, but in the end, the buildings return to heaps of dust.
Deep within, mind is soiled and stained by the love of duality.
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.
The mind obtains bliss and eternal peace, meeting with the Deep and Profound Lord.
In deep humility, I fall at the Feet of the Perfect True Guru. The Guru is the Honor of the dishonored. The Guru, the True Guru, brings approval and applause.
The first watch of the night passes away in worthless affairs, and the second passes in deep sleep. In the third, they babble nonsense, and when the fourth watch comes, the day of death has arrived. The thought of the One who bestows body and soul never enters the mind.
The Divine Light of the Infinite Lord, who owns the soul and the breath of life, is deep within the inner being.