Tukaram, Poem 597

Since I have seen his holy face, what two-fold pleasure I have received! The hunger of my eyes never departs. My tongue tastes the sweetness that makes nectar insipid. The path of hearing has been swept and cleansed; the sense of difference has vanished. My mind that was soiled and foul has been swept and cleansed, till it is like a crystal. Tuka says, I have found a treasure, even Vitthala, the life of my soul.