Tukaram, Poem 366

Now make me wake to consciousness. Divert my intellect from this world. O sea of mercy, release and receive me; I have fallen a prey to the turning wheel of time. If Thou wilt, what is impossible? A mustard seed will become a mountain, or a mountain a seed. O mother, set me within the trench of Thy pity. I have spent my life hitherto in ignorance, through my own natural temper. I know not how, but my life is passed, and I have reached not the next stage of my path. Now I feel afraid, for day after day is passing away from me. I have travelled so far, and what have I done? I have not remembered Thy feet. O best of beings, pity my sins, past and future. In Thy name let me know Thy love; release me from all doubt. Let my heart dwell amid Thy attributes; give me a place by Thy feet. Thy sweetness I shall taste with my voice. It will be a recompense, says Tuka.