Hinduism

Tukaram, Poem 1915

We have found out now what thy service is like. You have thrown down the burden from your own head and laid a weight on the saints. You have set drums beating in your praise; what of that? Prove your right to it. I am a Wani by birth and cunning of heart; do not try any dodges with me. How can I dance before You, says Tuka, till I have some experience of you?

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