Original Marathi from the Tukaram Gatha
मराठी मूळ
जळो माझी ऐसी बुद्धी । मज घाली तुजमधीं । आवडे हे विधि । निषेधीं चि चांगली ॥1॥
तूं स्वामी मी सेवक । उंच पद निंच एक । ऐसें करावें कौतुक । नको करूं खंडणा ॥ध्रु.॥
जळ न खाती जळा । वृक्ष आपुलिया फळा । भोHा निराळा । तेणें गोडी निवडिली ॥2॥
हिरा शोभला कोंदणें । अळंकारीं मिरवे सोनें । एक असतां तेणें । काय दुजें जाणावें ॥3॥
उष्णें छाये सुख वाटे। बाळें माते पान्हा फुटे । एका एक भेटे । कोण सुख ते काळीं ॥4॥
तुका ह्मणे हित । हें चि मानी माझें चित्त । नव्हे आतां मुH । ऐसा जाला भरवसा ॥5॥
Tukaram Gatha (Marathi Wikisource)
English Translation
Let my false intellect be burned, for it casts me into You. I love this way: even prohibition itself becomes beautiful. You are the Master and I the servant; one exalted and one lowly. Maintain this beautiful play and do not break it. Water does not consume water; a tree does not eat its own fruit. The enjoyer is separate, and by that separation, sweetness is tasted. A diamond is adorned by its setting; gold is displayed through ornament. Yet being one, what second thing is there to know? In heat one delights in shade; at the sight of her babe, a mother's milk flows. When one meets the other, what joy is in that hour! Says Tuka, my heart considers this its truest good. Now liberation shall not come, so firm is this conviction.
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Devotion to Vitthal
Poems of praise, invocation, and intimate address to Lord Vitthal at Pandharpur.
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