Sin, suffering, and poverty vanish instantly when one meets the devotees of Hari. No other power in the world, whether austerity, pilgrimage, charity, or vows, can match this. Even Shiva bows to the dust of their feet and dances with joy above their heads during kirtan. For crossing the ocean of existence, this is the finest boat; it does not let even your hands or feet get wet. Says Tuka, my mind has found its peace in beholding the feet of the Vaishnavas.