Tukaram, Poem 1584

Entering every hour in my day-book, I have carried every day the sum of time to its ledger. Thus there will be no trouble when accounts are examined and checked; the Master will approve this sweet work of service. Away with the life of slavery to the many, with importunities and toil for the sake of thieves! Tuka is all attention and raptures, he knows how to clear himself when his accounts are checked.