Tukaram, Poem 3156

I know not why things are like this now; the thoughts of those days Thou hast suppressed. Tell us why Thou hast set us on, to perform for Thee ceremonies of devotion. Thou hast drawn our eyes towards Thee; this has sunk and settled in our minds. Tuka says, Thou hast made this a habit of ours; O Cowherd, bestow a gift on us full speedily!