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Our mother Vithai is like a cool shadow; Her breast is ever filled with love; seated in Her lap I shall seek Her bosom and drink as much as I desire. O yield the milk of Thy mercy and nourish my frame; a stream of nectar flows from Thee. My spirit cannot contain this joy; what is the whole sea compared to it? If we go astray She feels Herself in danger; with loving desire She protects us on every side. Tuka says, “I know not what care is; I am Vithai’s dear babe.”
Source Tukaram, Poem 310 · 📖 Read the full passage
✨ To meditate on today
According to Tukaram, Vithai, a tender name of God (Vithoba of Pandharpur) invoked as a mother, protects and nourishes Her children, and whoever knows himself loved by Her no longer knows care. Today, when a worry comes up, imagine yourself for a moment in the cool shade of this mother, then return to your task more peacefully.
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