Tukaram, Poem 1155

If there is none but Thyself can describe Thee, none in the three worlds. The serpent of the thousand mouths grew weak and weary over the task; every one of his tongues was split into two. O Narayana, inapprehensible, invisible, unlimited; infinite, unembodied truth and intelligence! Thou dost assume name and form at thine own desire; thou dost assume name and shape responsive to our own faith. Tuka says, If thou wilt show thyself, then, O Narayana, we shall know Thee.