Tukaram, Poem 3257

When pleasure is added to pleasure, there follows, as it were, the curdling of milk, and butter is churned forth from it. The body trembles and sways with joy, the arms and eyes grow cool. This is the might of Narayana; through His attributes these properties in us are developed. Tuka says, The measure is heaped above the brim, so it runs over.