Tukaram, Poem 89

My mind is dull; I cannot learn to know the truth, but I meditate in my heart on Thy lotus feet. What do I know about the differences of the scriptures? I spend the time in meditation. I know nothing, but I call myself His servant; he will be proud of me. I have departed from the comforts and beaten paths of the world; at one stroke I have thrust the world from me. It clung to me before, but I have severed it now; in solitude I have preserved my mind. Tuka says, O husband of Rakhumai, protect Thy worshipper who calls on Thee.