Tukaram, Poem 442

As I look around me, I see that all is worthless:
reveal to me the snares of illusion, O God!
I do not cling to any of my surroundings; I am
pure and enlightened within. Take off the veil of
illusion that Thou hast spread between us and thee;
do not drive us mad, O God! Why hast Thou
ordained such expressions as “my soul” and “the
universal soul”, when thou knowest the truth?
In Thy desire for service Thou takest no thought
for us; Thou sendest us wandering from door to
door. Since I have now discovered the truth of
this union, keep far from me the notion that we
are two. Tuka says, Why should I desire the
shadow? The wild geese perished in the starry
sky.