Tukaram, Poem 233

What limit of his have we found by search, by considering further Him who fills the world? Atoms and masses alike are divisible for ever; if the Srutis say He is not, they too are exhausted before they define Him. To a grub within a fruit there is a sky proportioned to His size; but how many such fruits there are on a tree! The infinite one showed Arjuna within his belly new creations and the world of Krishna. Tuka says, Cling to the robe of the saints; if you try to fathom Him, how can you live long enough?