ਸੰਤਾ ਮਾਨਉ ਦੂਤਾ ਡਾਨਉ ਇਹ ਕੁਟਵਾਰੀ ਮੇਰੀ ॥
santaa maan-o dootaa daana-o ih kutvaaree mayree.
I honor and obey the Saints, and punish the wicked; this is my duty as God's police officer.
ਦਿਵਸ ਰੈਨਿ ਤੇਰੇ ਪਾਉ ਪਲੋਸਉ ਕੇਸ ਚਵਰ ਕਰਿ ਫੇਰੀ ॥੧॥
divas rain tayray paa-o palosa-o kays chavar kar fayree. ||1||
Day and night, I wash Your feet, Lord; I wave my hair as the chauree, to brush away the flies. ||1||
Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
I honor the holy people and stop the ones who do wrong. This is my work as Your guard.
Day and night I wash Your feet, and I wave my own hair like a fan to keep the flies away.
Loving something means gladly doing even the smallest jobs for it.
The loyal watchman (kutvaaree) honors the good and stands against wrong: a picture of inner discernment. Using your own hair as the ceremonial fan (chauree) is the humblest, most whole-hearted service: nothing is beneath you when it is done out of love.
A Question to Sit With
What small, humble task have you done for someone you love?
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