I am God, you are God; fear alone intrudes
between us. If men are stout champions of
His, Vitthala comes running after them. I cease
to cry to you, because I am terrified; distance
has broken off our knowledge of each other.
Stand still, says Tuka, turn round and look
upon me.
between us. If men are stout champions of
His, Vitthala comes running after them. I cease
to cry to you, because I am terrified; distance
has broken off our knowledge of each other.
Stand still, says Tuka, turn round and look
upon me.