Tukaram, Poem 1328

The shell grazes her hands. She is beyond all form
and shape; her form is unknown to the Vedas.
The Srutis cannot find the limit of her nature;
Sesha and the rest are exhausted in the search!
She uplifts and lays on her worshippers the hand
that calms all fear. She has visited Pandharpura
and displayed herself in the form of the Bowrnan;
where she sees faith and love, she descends in a
shower of nectar; Tuka’s mistress offers her servant
her loving overflowing breast.
The happy day has come, the happy hour,
we have marshalled a procession for thee.
We have the five vital elements for torch bearers,
the two eyes for lights. O dweller in Pandharpur,
I dance on the stage prepared for thee; thou
knowest my heart’s desire, fulfil my vows! We
have established a temple for Thee amid the three
worlds. We have prepared the platform and set
the pot of water in the centre on it. The goddess
is seated; before her the Vaishnavas sing with
wreaths of tulsi round their necks; they cry to her
aloud. We have a vessel of inner joy wherein are
lights and incense! We have kindled the five
elements of our nature to wave round our mistress
Vittha. Thou hast Thine own portion; now fulfil
our desires. Tuka says, Protect thy suppliant.