Tukaram, Poem 2084

While a pupil has no qualifications should you force initiation on him, his actions will be such pranks as those of a monkey at a juggler’s bidding. Talk of wealth, harvest or royal power is a futile amusement; he is a fool who sows where there is no moisture. Tie up nothing in your bundle that will bring loss on you, so long as tests are at hand in the practice of elders and experience. Tuka delivers his message like a shower from the clouds; there is danger in a general plan of initiation; leave it to nature, that is best.