Hinduism

Tukaram, Poem 61

I have girt up my loins, and wrestled stoutly
against Time and Death; I have made a foot-
path across the river of the world. Come, great
and small, men and women, people of low degree;
remember that none need feel anxious fear. Busy
and idle, devout and austere, come together;
drums resound to invite the liberated and those
who seek liberation. He has sent me into this
world with a seal of general authority; I bear his
name with me, says Tuka.

Source The Poems of Tukârâma, trad. J. Nelson Fraser et K. B. Marathe, 3 vol., 1909-1915, archive.org · Contents