Tukaram, Poem 871

I will embrace this supreme joy; if I place my treasure in Thee, all separation between us vanishes. Thou hast spoken the word; my mind is at rest, my spirit rejoices; two-fold is the delight of Thy love. Thou art the ornament of the world; the head of Vaikuntha; my own profit is perfect in Thee. I have dismissed the illusion of sense, the life of business and intercourse with men; the world repels me altogether. Tuka says, Let Vitthala be mine; I care for nothing else.