Hinduism

Tukaram, Poem 1271

In company with Thee we have lost all care.
We have obtained an invisible boon, the
solemn enjoyment of real happiness. At home we
have a sea of buttermilk, but here we have abund-
ance of true butter. Tuka says, Now we shall not
go, though you threaten us.

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