Hinduism

Tukaram, Poem 1719

This is no stale sample; Narayana is for ever
new, he is always true coin from the mint.
Profit is ready to hand; it grows as we go on.
Tuka says, I cannot tell how many He satisfies, or
how many there is enough left to satisfy.

Source The Poems of Tukârâma, trad. J. Nelson Fraser et K. B. Marathe, 3 vol., 1909-1915, archive.org · Contents