Hinduism

Tukaram, Poem 2662

That Thou shouldest accept me, O God, no such thought enters my mind.
There is a stain now on both of us, bringing shame on the relation of worshippers and worshipped.
Even in solitude my mind is restless; it will not stay still a moment.
My legs are fettered by dignity thrust on me; my friends have put a rope on my neck.
Now that my body has caught sight of these pleasures it has grown addicted to them; my mouth does not relish stale food.
Tuka says, I have become a pit full of vices; indolence and laziness have grown upon me.

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