Hinduism

Tukaram, Poem 2160

Health takes care of itself. To secure thee
by sweet and tender appeals is a true
gain, O Panduranga. When we have truly feasted,
we prove it to the world by belching. Tuka says,
When we are filled, what uneasiness is left?

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