Hinduism

Tukaram, Poem 1253

You must look on; you are not wanted here; a fair share outside to you.
To look at, they were mere cowherds, yet he eats
the morsels left by them. The companions
of Krishna contemplate his name. When the name
comes, he will give them a triumph; now he runs
after the cowherds. Tuka says, In one spot food
was prepared for the faithful.

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