Hinduism

Tukaram, Poem 278

Reduce your speech to silence, keep it away
from all objects of sense. Every effort is
weariness that is not spent upon His name. Our
own plans draw the mind after them; merit and
guilt are alike in this. Tuka says, Let my spirit
find a resting-place in Narayana.

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