Hinduism

Tukaram, Poem 1819

Unless gold be heated, no jewels can be-
made; when it is hammered out the pure
essence of it is left. Pure gold can never be de-
stroyed; its foes become its friends. Let your
body likewise suffer what overtakes it; by bleed-
ing escapes disease. Tuka says. Let your mind
be hardened to bear its burdens; food must en-
dure the flames till it is cooked.

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