Hinduism

Tukaram, Poem 1873

How long will the glitter of tin-foil last, before the brass underneath it comes to light?
My own spirit close beside me bears witness that
there has been no meeting between me and Thee.
A bastard has no clue to his father; all his
pretences on the point are vain. Tuka says, The
world has brought disgrace on me by calling me
a saint; experience will show it this.

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