Tukaram, Poem 1709

How can we learn Thy secret? The Vedas say there is no limit to Thy nature. Be then to me, O Lord of the senses, even as Thou wast, a frail delicate infant; fulfil my desires, show me Thy four arms. Thou art beneath the seven regions of hell; Thou art above the wide heavens on high; how can a gnat like me behold Thee with my eyes? This I doubt not, Thou art such to our eyes as we delight to see, O Vittoba, says Tuka.