Hinduism

Tukaram, Poem 2851

The tall tree is latent in the seed; the seed is
the last of the tree. So is it with you and
me; we are absorbed in each other. The waves
gather on the water; yet the waves are themselves the water. Tuka says, You are the orb, I
am the reflection; in their own original source both
are merged.

Source The Poems of Tukârâma, trad. J. Nelson Fraser et K. B. Marathe, 3 vol., 1909-1915, archive.org · Contents