Tukaram, Poem 404

It is Thy knowledge of Brahma I need not;
enough for me is the form visible and lovely.
A saviour of the sinful, why dost Thou tarry? Hast
thou forgotten thy promise? I have burned up the
world, and here I sit in my yard: is it not in Thy
mind or heart? Tuka says, Be not angry, O
Vitthala; rise up and meet me now.
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