If I knew the secret, I should not feel this weary pain. Our burden was on Thy head; what error could we make? Hadst thou set us free from fear, our spirit would have been at rest. For something of this kind I am waiting, says Tuka; I stand upright.
Hinduism
Tukaram, Poem 3089
Source The Poems of Tukârâma, trad. J. Nelson Fraser et K. B. Marathe, 3 vol., 1909-1915, archive.org · Contents