Original Marathi from the Tukaram Gatha
मराठी मूळ
बैसतां कोणापें नाहीं समाधान । विवरे हें मन ते चि सोइऩ ॥1॥
घडी घडी मज आठवे माहेर । न पडे विसर क्षणभरी॥ध्रु.॥
नो बोलावें ऐसा करितों विचार । प्रसंगीं तों फार आठवतें ॥2॥
इंिद्रयांसी वाहो पडिली ते चाली । होती विसांवली ये चि ठायीं॥3॥
एकसरें सोस माहेरासी जावें । तुका ह्मणे जीवें घेतलासे ॥4॥
Tukaram Gatha (Marathi Wikisource)
English Translation
Sitting with anyone brings no peace; the mind keeps turning toward that one direction. Every moment, I remember my true home; not for an instant does it leave my thoughts. I resolve not to speak of it, yet at every occasion it comes flooding back. My senses have fallen into a single current; they find rest only in that one place. Says Tuka, I have staked my very life on this longing to go home.
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Longing and Separation
Cries from the dark night of the soul: remonstrances, complaints, and desperate yearning.
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