The human body has been described by Saints as a house, a fort and sometimes as a town. Here Kabir says that the soul is given the job of sheriff in this town. While performing its duties the soul should respect and adore the good and noble, that is, the Saints, and reprimand and keep a vigilant eye on the evil — the base tendencies of the mind. To this imagery Kabir adds the analogies of a slave and a dog to illustrate a disciple's love and devotion for the Master: The disciple has the devotion and obedience of a slave and the faith, humility and loyalty of a pet dog; he feels that birth after birth he has been lying at the Master's door and cannot be turned away.

Referring to his inner experiences, Kabir says the divine melody that emanates from the highest region, Sahaj, is branded on his forehead. It is at the eye center in the forehead that the Sound is heard. Those who hear it at this point gain the strength and courage to fight and win the battle against mind, maya and the negative power, and become worthy of entry into the Lord's treasury. The rest, who are not tuned in to the melody, cannot face the onslaughts of the enemy and desert the battlefield; they are found wanting on the touchstone of the Lord's treasury and are rejected like counterfeit coins.

Kabir compares the eye center to a cell within the larger house of the human body. The devotee has to take his seat in this cell and then contemplate on the supreme chamber, the Lord's mansion within. When soul, the separated wife, goes within and enjoys the bliss of the divine melody, she attains everlasting union with her Husband.

I adore the Saints,
I reprimand the evil,
Thus do I perform my duties
As the Lord's sheriff.

Day and night I massage Thy feet
And I softly wave my hair
Like a whisk over Thee.

I am a docile dog in Thy court;
With my face turned towards Thee,
I gently bark in supplication.

In my past lives, too, I was Thy slave,
I'll not be turned away from Thy gate.
The sound of Sahaj
That rings at Thy door
Has been branded on my forehead.

Those who are thus branded
Plunge boldly into the battle;
Those not branded take to flight.
He who is a Saint knows how to serve God,
And God admits him into His treasury.

Within the house is a cell;
Therein contemplate on the supreme chamber.
The Master has blessed Kabir
With the real Thing,
And he cherishes it
With love and care.

Kabir offers it to the world,
But only he receives it
Whose forehead bears the stamp
Of divine good fortune.

The soul that receives this elixir
Enjoys the bliss of ever-abiding love
In the company of her Spouse.

A.G., Ramkali, p. 969
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