Thou couldst once fill sixteen thousand forms, how is it the world round us is void of Thee? Being as Thou art a God, thou canst choose thy own place to appear. How is it Thou didst see fit to become clothes amid clothes? O Panduranga, says Tuka, Thou art intimate with us yet afar from us.
Hinduism
Tukaram, Poem 1668
Source The Poems of Tukârâma, trad. J. Nelson Fraser et K. B. Marathe, 3 vol., 1909-1915, archive.org · Contents