Narayana, annihilate my pain! Keep
every wandering impulse of mine at thy feet,
making thy home in my mind. Bestow thy caresses
on me, and place the fruit within my reach. Tuka
says, O Thou who relievest the fatigue of the
humble!
every wandering impulse of mine at thy feet,
making thy home in my mind. Bestow thy caresses
on me, and place the fruit within my reach. Tuka
says, O Thou who relievest the fatigue of the
humble!