Tukaram, Poem 757

The God of Pandhari has accepted me; now what can time do to me? I may count Him a fly. He has cast out every source of fear; He has come to dwell instead of them Himself. He permits no breath of any rival to touch me; I have learnt that He is so resolved. Tuka’s brother says, Nothing need make me anxious now; I am seated on the head of an elephant.