I produce knowledge from learned words, but it is like wealth seen in a mirror, useless in reality. When will experience come through actual practice? This is the difficulty that has now arrived. I sing and dance and perform the rituals of the body, but the seed and essence of true knowledge is Your gift alone. Says Tuka, the delay is unbearable. If You grant it, everything is already prepared. One who is taught can only recite what was memorized. How can such rote learning bring the true state into one's being?