Tukaram, Poem 3494

His attributes are infinite; though we attempt to describe them, we cannot fathom them; He, the home of the saints, is beyond our reach. No, you cannot find the home where the saints themselves dwell. Find where the saints are, and fix your eyes on them, making no idle clamour about the matter. Become a saint yourself, and then look for the saints; then alone you can be saved, says Tuka.