Hinduism

Tukaram, Poem 345]

As I eat and drink at home, I meditate on His
name at each mouthful; I keep awake from
moment to moment, for I fear lest any other theme
should enter my mind. I stand outside the
courtesies of life, the proceedings in which men
display their pride and love of honour. Tuka has
grown wiser; he hides himself, for shelter, behind
Narayana.

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