Hinduism

Tukaram, Poem 2939

Whatever be the store of my merit, I will
offer it you for a meal; how can you refuse
to feed on it? If you stay far from me, who can
save me from the whirl of error? Tuka says,
Now I possess a power based on love; I shall
make the Infinite One do as I have said.

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