Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
I came humbly to my teacher and asked for help. I was handed something powerful, like a strong axe that cuts through the ropes of clinging that had me tangled up.
Now I gladly serve good and loving people. The only fear I have left is a tender kind: the deep respect I feel toward those who love the One with all their heart.
Love gives you an axe strong enough to cut the ropes of clinging.
Kar minat lag paava-o: I bowed at the Guru's feet and asked humbly for help. Bajar kuthaar mohi hai chheenaa: with a bajar kuthaar, a mighty thunderbolt-axe, I have cut away moh, clinging attachment. In Raag Todee too, the Name is pictured as an axe. Think of a knot too tight to untie. Sometimes you need something sharp to set you free.
Santan kay ham ultay sayvak: I have turned around to become a servant of the saints. Bhagtan tay darpaava-o: I fear only the devotees of the One. This "fear" is bhau, loving awe and deep respect. It is a kind of love.
What's something you'd love to be gently cut free from?
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