Tukaram, Poem 1703

We see Thy footprints everywhere; form, name and shape belong all to the Cloud-coloured one. If we roll on the ground, it is nothing but a place for God’s images to stand on; because our mind is fully fed on Thy love, every moment of time is auspicious to us. Thou art all to us, O God; our life, our hope and our vocation. When we finish our meal and eat fruit or betel nut, it is all an offering in Thy honour. When we walk we are walking round Thy image; in sleep we are prostrate before Thee, like a rod on the earth. When we meet people to talk with them, we see Thy image in every one. Lakes, rivers and wells to us are all holy places, full of water of the Ganges. Palaces, storeyed mansions and huts of grass are all temples of God. Every sound that we hear is Hari’s name, whatever words are or have been uttered. Tuka says, We servants of Vishnu are fully fed on His love.