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Why dost thou go to search in the wilderness?
He who dwells in all, ever unseen, with thee ever He abides.

As in the flower the perfume abides, and in the mirror the reflection.
So the indwelling Lord fills all: seek Him within thy heart, O brother.

Without, within, know there is but one: this knowledge has the Guru given.
Says Nanak, unless the self be known, the scum of doubt can not be cleansed away.
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