Hinduism

Tukaram, Poem 3377

Now that the whole earth is pure; what is
impure is desire. Thus people are vexed
without cause, and give up the fray before they are
wounded. All men are gods; it is base doubt that
strips them. Tuka says, When we banish this
sense of difference, then all are pure.

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