Tukaram, Poem 3667

In Thy love Thou hast assumed a manifest form; this is why Thou hast created the wide-extended world. Accordingly, I rejoice to sing Thy name; I will not forget it for one moment. This is the secret to master, the essence of all religious duty; all modes of worship are embraced in this. From various points of view, various faiths arise; there is little reason to follow any of them. Tuka says, We shall cast him into the womb of desire; and grapple him to our soul as though he were a little unborn child.