Tukaram, Poem 2022

It is a servant’s part to comply with orders and messages, the master’s part the master knows. We are the primal source of the mind; we should draw together all qualities on His feet. In my eagerness to see him I am growing wildly desirous; I feel I must wave my body round him and cast it away. Tuka says, Fulfil my desires, preserve thy own good name!