Tukaram, Poem 2957

It is Thou who settest in motion the activities of our mind, who hast made us fit for the business of life. Yet, whatever happens, Thou dost not take the burden of it on thyself; and whom, pray, am I to call greater than Thou? The five elements are like empty bags of leather; what faith in them is either warranted or unwarranted? Tuka says, There is no need for discussion here; why should we vex ourselves to no purpose?