Tukaram, Poem 2692

Love for home and mankind drove me mad; how can I tell this to Thee? My face was blackened with shame; I changed my own mind; I was not ashamed of myself, O Panduranga! How can I bring these complaints before Thee? What will your life or mine be like afterwards? For whose sake now should I live in the world? I have wound up my own affairs myself. Tuka says, I have broken through the customs of my family; I wait in patience at Thy feet.