I have spoken boldly, going beyond what was permitted. Yet do not cast me out of your temple for it, O Lord. Without your notice, my words will perish and no one will heed me. I called myself yours; now see to it, Purushottama. Let no offense occur, and if one does unknowingly, do not hold it in your heart; find whatever remedy you please. Says Tuka's brother, if you feel ashamed because I am lowly, know this: it is always the tallest tree that the wind tries hardest to reach.