Tukaram, Poem 2829

Whoso has gone to Pandharpur he contemplates no other pilgrimage. Accessible is the prince of Pandhari, my mother; she attends to the signs which our souls make to her. He who has a heap of merits from past lives, he does well to go to Pandharpur. When we leave it we feel ready to die, our throat is choked with sobs. They say, “Finish the meal of holy curds; turn your face back to it once more. Let us see the place again, and catch sight of the Lord of Pandhari.” Tuka says, O very heaven upon earth is the pebbly bank of the Bhima!