My arms and hands are throbbing to embrace Thee; step swiftly forward, lift up Thy feet. Leave the swan’s slow gait; eagerly I await Thee, mother Vitthoba, says Tuka, O Shriranga!
Hinduism
Tukaram, Poem 1976
Source The Poems of Tukârâma, trad. J. Nelson Fraser et K. B. Marathe, 3 vol., 1909-1915, archive.org · Contents