Under that inspiration my limbs are all stolen
from me, so that I look on all the worlds
as though they were one spirit. Love, respect
and admiration for the world have left me, I have
ceased in any way to feel towards it. Fear, illusion,
shame and doubt are vanished, for I look on
all things as though they were one. My powers
dwell at the feet of Vitthala, they are weary and
therefore they rise not. What authority have I
over them? I am grown weak and feeble. They
look like a rag of burnt cloth; they are innocent
company; what can they effect? My eyes are
lazy; they cannot see their own objects; they
perceive only the primal form in all things. In
the world before them honour and dishonour are
no more; father or traitor, it is all one. There
is neither light nor darkness, all is confusion; what
guilt or merit can there be there? I have no
delight in any but Vitthala, I delight not in forms
of various meanings. Strength, pomp, transactions
with mankind, I love not; hope, desire and love are
vanished from me. I do not give ear to tales of
happiness or woe, I have left them far behind me.
Unconcerned with “I” or “thou” I stand absolved
within myself. I have none but Thee now.
O Lord God, says Tuka.
from me, so that I look on all the worlds
as though they were one spirit. Love, respect
and admiration for the world have left me, I have
ceased in any way to feel towards it. Fear, illusion,
shame and doubt are vanished, for I look on
all things as though they were one. My powers
dwell at the feet of Vitthala, they are weary and
therefore they rise not. What authority have I
over them? I am grown weak and feeble. They
look like a rag of burnt cloth; they are innocent
company; what can they effect? My eyes are
lazy; they cannot see their own objects; they
perceive only the primal form in all things. In
the world before them honour and dishonour are
no more; father or traitor, it is all one. There
is neither light nor darkness, all is confusion; what
guilt or merit can there be there? I have no
delight in any but Vitthala, I delight not in forms
of various meanings. Strength, pomp, transactions
with mankind, I love not; hope, desire and love are
vanished from me. I do not give ear to tales of
happiness or woe, I have left them far behind me.
Unconcerned with “I” or “thou” I stand absolved
within myself. I have none but Thee now.
O Lord God, says Tuka.