Tukaram, Poem 2746

I find the whole world dreary; no one knows me for a friend. I am dismayed as I look on the hosts of wild beasts; no courage is left me. I cannot go forward a step in the darkness; I feel sure the thorns will pierce me. All alone, without a companion, I am come to a spot where the road breaks up; I am sorely afraid; I dare not walk on. Tuka says, My good guide shows me the way, and yet he continues to stand apart from me.