A sweetness pervades sugar, so God pervades my frame; now I will worship Him as best I may; God is within and without the soul at once. A ripple is not different from the water it belongs to; gold is still gold, though it be known as an ornament. Tuka says, So are we in Him.
Hinduism
Tukaram, Poem 203
Source The Poems of Tukârâma, trad. J. Nelson Fraser et K. B. Marathe, 3 vol., 1909-1915, archive.org · Contents