Hinduism

Tukaram, Poem 1130

I have purified the temple in my house;
pledges are my store and sincere faith. I have
made for Thee a garland of the mind’s three ele-
ments; I tell you my vow and my desire. My God
is present at the scene; he dances amid the crowd
of Vishnu’s followers. He pervades my frame, yet
he keeps our two beings distinct. O man, you have
your own treasure within you, but you have for-
gotten the place of it; the foolish inmates of your
breast have spoiled and corrupted it. Now no one
knows the truth save my God alone. We must be
blind and forget the place before we need to search.
She gives eyes to the blind; limbs to the lame;
children to the barren; our lady Vitha fulfils every
vow. How many are the feeble of the time gone
by whose riddles she has unravelled! Tuka says, It
needs no time, no time with You; fulfil my desires
and then lead me to perfect bliss!

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