Put thy feet on two boats and thy property also on them: [1]
One boat may sink, but the other shall cross over. [2]
For me there is no water, no boat, no wreck, and no loss.
Nanak, the True One is my property and wealth, and He is naturally everywhere contained.
Shaikh Brahm replied:—
O Farid, the world is enamoured of the witch [3] who is found to be false when her secret is known.
Nanak, while thou lookest on, the field [4] is ruined.
Upon this the Guru urged:—
O Farid, love for the witch hath prevailed from the very
beginning.
Nanak, the field shall not be ruined if the watchman be on the alert.
Then Shaikh Brahm:—
Farid, my body faileth, my heart is broken, and no strength whatever remaineth me.
Arise, beloved, become my physician and give me medicine.
Then the Guru exhorted him:—
My friend, examine the truth, lip-worship is hollow.
Nanak, the Beloved is not far from thee; behold Him in thy heart.
Then Shaikh Brahm uttered the following:—
When thou oughtest to have made thy raft, thou didst not do so;
When the full river [5] overfloweth, it is difficult to cross over.
