Tukaram, Poem 3081

The bliss of devotion I have not yet attained: I would fain see Thy face with my own eyes. O Narayana, knowest Thou not this desire of my heart? Thou hidest a sweetmeat in one hand, and showest thy child the other empty; Thy majesty is not comely to behold so long as there goes not with it love for Thy offspring. Even as a child, though he has sense, shows himself forward to his mother, so is it with me, O Panduranga, says Tuka.