Hinduism

Tukaram, Poem 2185

The harvest of Vitthala is wholly ripe; what
can we lack now? We need only be patient
in ourselves. ’Tis only because in Vitthala’s
presence our impulses are repressed that we feel
any constraint with him. Tuka measures out this
wealth with a just measure, for he sees it to be no
easy task.

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