Hinduism

Tukaram, Poem 685

Pure life is the worship to be offered to the
saints; you need no wealth or possessions.
To satisfy those who worship the embodied form
they grant a material peace; they come caressing
you. As you sing God’s praises, His mercy flows
forth in a sweet stream; though you live apart, still
you are near to Him. Tuka says, I tell you the
secret at a cheap rate, apply your mind to profit by

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