I have got the grain ready to be pounded; my
companion in the toil is a pure heart and mind.
Therefore remembrance takes hold of me and
wakens me in the last hour of the day. O dear
companion, your strokes and mine are equal, so
long as I enjoy your company! See how one sifts,
another separates, a third purifies it to perfect
clearness! When the pounding is finished, the mind
does the cooking, mixing sugar and milk together.
Food is prepared for Thee, Udbhava and Akrura;
the third is father Narayana himself. Tuka says,
I love to go to my mother’s house, so my mind
quickly summons me thither.
companion in the toil is a pure heart and mind.
Therefore remembrance takes hold of me and
wakens me in the last hour of the day. O dear
companion, your strokes and mine are equal, so
long as I enjoy your company! See how one sifts,
another separates, a third purifies it to perfect
clearness! When the pounding is finished, the mind
does the cooking, mixing sugar and milk together.
Food is prepared for Thee, Udbhava and Akrura;
the third is father Narayana himself. Tuka says,
I love to go to my mother’s house, so my mind
quickly summons me thither.