Tukaram, Poem 3023

I have crossed over mountains of grief; but I have found my true welfare at your feet alone. We are annoyed by the sight of rotten fruit; we feel the difficulty of a difficult path. I know I am not forsaken, but I feel despondent; the day I am looking forward to does not arrive. Good fortune is with Thee, O God, says Tuka; Thou art the only refuge for my soul.