Often I place my hand on my brow and gaze
on the road to Pandhari; I send a message
to my mother’s house, “Why am I left with my
father-in-law?” Who is that yonder borne on
Garuda? He is four-armed like Vitthala. Tuka
says, My soul is impatient; when wilt Thou meet
me, O Panduranga?
Signs show themselves in me; happy omens
that I am passing from the world. My
father and mother rise in my memory; I wonder
will they come to take me away? My mind is
growing impatient; this too is a sign from them.
Tuka says, A feeling of indolence stops all work,
I find no pleasure in my house.
This worldly life is full of pollutions; we are
purified by listening to God’s praises. Now
are the three worlds purified; the unclean is
washed out of them. We dwell for ever with
Brahma, where no sign is seen of uncleanness.
Tuka says, Now let us live alone, tasting in
Brahma the sweets of Brahma for ever.
O! Sanaka and ye other saints, ye are called
gracious; do me this favour, convey my
salutation to God. Beseech the King of Kunti
for me; entreat his mercy. Remember
me, says Tuka, and send early to bid me come.
I will go now to my mother’s house; the
saints have sent for me. He has heard the
story of my joys and sorrows; his mind is moved
to pity. Some messenger, it seems, prepared with
food and raiment, is coming to take me. My heart
is drawn towards the road; I see continually
the path to my mother’s house. Tuka says, Now my
mother and father will come themselves to take
me back.
on the road to Pandhari; I send a message
to my mother’s house, “Why am I left with my
father-in-law?” Who is that yonder borne on
Garuda? He is four-armed like Vitthala. Tuka
says, My soul is impatient; when wilt Thou meet
me, O Panduranga?
Signs show themselves in me; happy omens
that I am passing from the world. My
father and mother rise in my memory; I wonder
will they come to take me away? My mind is
growing impatient; this too is a sign from them.
Tuka says, A feeling of indolence stops all work,
I find no pleasure in my house.
This worldly life is full of pollutions; we are
purified by listening to God’s praises. Now
are the three worlds purified; the unclean is
washed out of them. We dwell for ever with
Brahma, where no sign is seen of uncleanness.
Tuka says, Now let us live alone, tasting in
Brahma the sweets of Brahma for ever.
O! Sanaka and ye other saints, ye are called
gracious; do me this favour, convey my
salutation to God. Beseech the King of Kunti
for me; entreat his mercy. Remember
me, says Tuka, and send early to bid me come.
I will go now to my mother’s house; the
saints have sent for me. He has heard the
story of my joys and sorrows; his mind is moved
to pity. Some messenger, it seems, prepared with
food and raiment, is coming to take me. My heart
is drawn towards the road; I see continually
the path to my mother’s house. Tuka says, Now my
mother and father will come themselves to take
me back.