Hinduism

Tukaram, Poem 1814

How can we be always watchful? The mind
is steeped in affairs of the world. Say,
therefore, “I have laid the load of my body at
your feet; I am wearied over qualities good and
evil. I cry aloud in His ears; now cease to drag
me about among yourselves.” Tuka says. Whether
I dream or wake or am buried in sleep, thou art
witness to what passes within me.

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