Hinduism

Tukaram, Poem 949

Let me keep company with the saints in any
guise; let me lie at their doors like a dog.
Then I shall hear the name of Rama; I shall feed
on the scraps they leave behind. To be a slave
with them, a bond-maid, and a servant, yea, to be
humble and wretched with them is good. Tuka
says, I shall have perfect joy with the saints; if it is
granted me to sit with them.

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