Tukaram, Poem 2697

I am not bold in assemblies, to stand up and speak out before men. I have led a solitary life, I have seen no companion to speak to. Now, O Narayana, you know all that has passed between us; see, it will move you with compassion. My intellect fails in consistency; I have not kept myself fully conscious though I tried to. In what life shall I receive strength? When will there be a decision concerning me? These now are my last words in all truth. You must protect, says Tuka, him who has come to you for protection.