Hinduism

Tukaram, Poem 277

The miraculous power of mine is developed to
its height in music; this is your own gift.
O God, grant me to serve You continually! Therein
is a flood of love, that neither ebbs nor flows.
As you utter His name, says Tuka, you perceive a
deep mine of nectar.

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