Tukaram, Poem 379

There is knowledge of Brahma in every house,
but much adulterated; if there be any who
has a particle of it pure, bestow it upon me, feeble
wretch that I am! If desire and fond hope be
mingled with it, there results pride visible afar.
Lust and rage are a grievous affliction; when they
enter into us, they are poison. Tuka says, We
gain nothing in this way; our life is sold and
wasted.