Tukaram, Poem 3665

This is why the one became two—Narayana chose for himself the bliss of devotion. He took to himself a manifest form, his form with four hands; yet he is a seed of one essence, there is no difference of nature within Him. He refused to be a mere void, yet he remains without stain; the Absolute stands upon the brick. You may utter his name easily, the utterance delights in it; streams, tanks, and wells hold but one water. Tuka says, This bliss I enjoy; as I utter his name, I feel there is no distinction between Us.