Tukaram, Poem 2785

I go now to our own village; receive our “Rama, Rama.” You and we shall not meet again; hereafter, the chain of our rebirth will be broken. Cease to pity me, I entreat you. Are any of you coming to your true home with me? If so, call on the name of Vitthoba. Utter the name of Rama Krishna; I Tuka go to Vaikuntha.