Tukaram, Poem 92

We must tell thee what we want; we must ask of Thee the secret desire of our hearts. O Vitthala, humble in spirit, loving and merciful, mother of ours, you will deal gently with our fancies. We have laid at Thy feet our devoted faith. You are all in one to us. I will let no breath of any other being touch me; I will visit no other house but Thine, all power rests with Thee; I know Thou wilt give me what I ask; therefore Tuka ceases from this time to entreat Thee.