Hinduism

Tukaram, Poem 223

Time devours all this visible world; all things
are ever passing from birth to destruction.
As the sprout lies hidden in the seed, so is the
Infinite one the last resort of all things. Tuka says,
Sound is resolved into the sky; thus men fail to
perceive this great secret.

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