They have compassed the mystery which Brahma and the rest cannot comprehend. He plays on the flute and the fife, he runs after the cows. The leavings of his food, which God cannot obtain, fall to the happy cowherds. Tuka says, Great is my gain; I have found my mother.
Hinduism
Tukaram, Poem 1225
Source The Poems of Tukârâma, trad. J. Nelson Fraser et K. B. Marathe, 3 vol., 1909-1915, archive.org · Contents