Hinduism

Tukaram, Poem 2373

One seated at a preaching of Hari should never
stir—hear the reason, O listeners! Panduranga waits in expectation there. Not a scrap of
worldly news should be mentioned there, or the
harmony between God and His worshippers will
be ruined. Hear ye (whoso will receive it faithfully),
why we should honour the saints. Shiva bent his head beneath the dusty soles of their feet.
God is the bound servant of His own; he whose
nature is free from taint or limit dwelt within
limits for their sake. Tuka rolls at their feet.

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