Tukaram, Poem 2083

We alone know the secret of the Vedas; others may carry them like a burden on their head. The sweetness tasted by the eater is unperceived by him who is merely shown the food; a labourer carries a treasure merely as a load. The source of preservation, protection or destruction is with them who carries the seed of devotion. Tuka says, They find the fruit growing spontaneously, they can lay their hands at once on the root.