Hinduism

Tukaram, Poem 767

Now we shall eat together and we shall have a provision for the future left.
We have made a pottage of Hari’s name; Hari is allured by means of devotion.
Each mouthful will yield an increasing flavour, the very nectar of Brahma.
Tuka says, It tastes delicious; the tongue asks for it more and more.

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