Many are the kinds of seeds sown:
As ripens the fruit, again is left the Sole Supreme Being.
Into thousands of pitchers falls reflection of the one sky;
As the pitcher is broken, the sole Light remains.
While thoughts of maya last, doubt, avarice, and attachment are found;
When illusion is lifted, only the Sole Supreme Being is left.
(The Sri Guru Granth Sahib Ji)
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