The Vedas and the scriptures cannot fathom You; even the twenty-four cosmic principles fall short when they try. Now, O God, forgive me, for I have spoken to You, O Keshava, with the familiarity of a child. Are You with form or formless, with qualities or without? Neither the Vedas nor the scriptures know Your limit. Yet through devotion I have made You small, calling You by name and summoning You. With his thousand mouths, Shesha grew weary of praising You, and Brahma stood baffled, unable to find Your boundary. Before all that, what is my body-bound understanding worth? Says Tuka, I am the greatest offender of all.