Tukaram, Poem 1320

Hamama, ho! Hamama; the child is tired of it; he pursues the eighty-four lakhs of re-births. In the first period of life a man comes to blossom; he takes his turn in the delusion of individuality. When he sees the company of man, he forgets all, he is enchanted with his own self. In the second period he gladly takes his own way, in one profession or another; as the days go by he enjoys himself, but he knows not what lies before him, he is a mere child. In the third period there is still the burden; his private interests keep him restless. Allowing fondness to creep over you, you fall into the snare. This is my true conclusion! In the fourth period you have still your privy desires; you find your hands and feet trembling. You will fall into the snares of Surya’s son. Tuka shrinks from this game of hamama; he has left the company of his friends; he feeds his kine along with Vitthoba, the son of the Yadavas.