Hinduism

Tukaram, Poem 3405

Panduranga has showed me no favour; I
fill my belly along with the saints. When
men of skill are gathered together, the learned and
the talented assemble; I am but a feeble slave of
Vishnu. Tuka says, I know not how to satisfy
objectors; I hold fast the feet of Vitthoba.

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