Tukaram, Poem 3430

This whole universe is a sport of thine; Thou hast put it together with subtle skill. Thou hast set the spirit of self between us and Thee; it stands as an obstacle before us and the world. Come before us as Thou art, in thyself; Thou knowest how to show and how to hide Thyself. How long, says Tuka, wilt thou torment us?