Hinduism

Tukaram, Poem 3341

Our peace is Thy feet, O Consort of Kamala!
I bow down, I roll on the ground before them.
These alone I know, body, speech, and mind. I am
humble among the people, says Tuka; I am lowest
on the steps that lead to Thee.

Source The Poems of Tukârâma, trad. J. Nelson Fraser et K. B. Marathe, 3 vol., 1909-1915, archive.org · Contents