Has Death come between us as an obstacle, to separate me from You? Has some difficulty of understanding arisen? What strange riddle is this? Why do You not arrange for us to meet? Have You harbored duality within Your heart, O God? Is my sin too great, or have You grown weak? Have You lost the power You once had? Has Your treasury gone bankrupt? Are You bound in chains by some debt? Says Tuka, why have You made such a tangle? Separate clearly what is Yours from what is mine.