Tukaram, Poem 1804

The tongue can tell things sweet from things insipid; the hand too is made of flesh, but it cannot distinguish them. The eye sees, the mouth speaks, the mind experiences pleasure and pain. The nose smells, the ears hear; each cannot do the work of the other. Various powers are lodged within one body; it is He who holds the strings that sets the puppet dancing. Why, says Tuka, do men forget that Infinite One who has such power?