Hinduism

Tukaram, Poem 1389

I water to the mouths of them
that know Brahma; I shall compel the liberated to renounce their independent being.
When I hear the praises of Brahma my body becomes Brahma; how happy we are that such a god makes himself our debtor!
I will strike indifference into Swarga bitter
I will dispel the pride of ascetics; I will make gifts and sacrifices ashamed. I will secure the highest end, the happiness of Love, the peculiar treasure of Brahma. I will raise the voice of those who declare themselves blest, happy are we that we have seen Tuka.

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