The saints will laugh at me, even those who
have seen Thee embodied. I am cast down;
I am, it seems, an unprofitable worshipper. How
can I meditate upon You, how can I describe you?
Your praises have been sung long ago. I cannot
forget them and still I cling to hope. Why have
you created this path, if it is all fruitless and leads
nowhere? It brings misery on us, your children,
for we go on following each other. Tell me, whose
is the fault? I cling to Thy feet and beg you to
answer. You are the mother of us all. What is
there different from others in me? If I am no use
to You, why did you bring me forth? O Narayana,
answer me; I beg, and teach my ignorance. I have
cried to You long, I am wearied with seeking the
way. Tuka says, I have spread a dish for You, I
know not, O my lord, why You find it distasteful.
have seen Thee embodied. I am cast down;
I am, it seems, an unprofitable worshipper. How
can I meditate upon You, how can I describe you?
Your praises have been sung long ago. I cannot
forget them and still I cling to hope. Why have
you created this path, if it is all fruitless and leads
nowhere? It brings misery on us, your children,
for we go on following each other. Tell me, whose
is the fault? I cling to Thy feet and beg you to
answer. You are the mother of us all. What is
there different from others in me? If I am no use
to You, why did you bring me forth? O Narayana,
answer me; I beg, and teach my ignorance. I have
cried to You long, I am wearied with seeking the
way. Tuka says, I have spread a dish for You, I
know not, O my lord, why You find it distasteful.