Tukaram, Poem 3198

We will give a taste of our experience to those who are ready for it; we will empty our bags before those who will prize their contents. The withered flowers offered to God, should you string them along with jewels, will nevertheless shine by their own lustre. The first thing needed is the essence of faith; that is the good soil; with that you need not be anxious about seed or crop. Tuka says, If a thing has good qualities of its own, you need not spread its fame abroad.