Hinduism

Tukaram, Poem 612

If our mind is willing to be still and peaceful,
why are we full of restless regrets? Why do
we fail to recognize Your hand in operation, when
You take your diversion within us? You set our
souls dancing with many fond desires, you increase
our longings for chance objects. Tuka says, In this
sportive style You design to establish your honour.

Source The Poems of Tukârâma, trad. J. Nelson Fraser et K. B. Marathe, 3 vol., 1909-1915, archive.org · Contents