Tukarama!

April 13, 2001

Tukaram The name of Vitthoba alone

destroys the sorrow of the world. You may give up doing

and undoing or looking into sacred texts. Tuka

says, "All is concluded by the name of Vitthala."

When the cows moo, He listens to them. He, the

treasure of salvation, stands listening to them. He who

wears the garland of wild flowers took pleasure

in The cowherds' worship and the morsels of food they

left Him. He stole the milk and the butter and

ate it. By faith, the Wheel Handed One was caught

and bound. He, who is void of desire, becomes

greedy and desirous. He sits waiting for the cowherd

damsels. The Lord of the World desires one leaf of

Tulasi. He can, all of Him, be purchased by faith. Tuka

says, "The purple spirit of life pervades all Yet

remains seperate." Hari meets all the

cowherds, Mingles with them and embraces them. He loves the

devout and opens His heart to them. He, whom the

yogis cannot attain to reward their

contemplation, He asks them for a piece of bread to eat. Tuka

says, "He withdraws Himself from the wise. Like a

slave of the simple, He beckons to them." from Me

are the soul of man and Shive alike. I am Krishna,

God of gods! Tuka says, "Krishna speaks to the

cowherds. I am no better than a stone." I have

met Govinda, as I desired, Now I will serve Him

without fear. Give me, O give me repose by Your

fellowship. I am weary with the revolutions of many a

re-birth. they have learned what the pleasure of the self

is. They will tell their experiences to each

other. They are all wrapped in complete wonder Each

testifies her wonder to herself. Each tells her wondrous

tale to the rest. Be the theme fit for speech or

not, they dwell on it. As clouds drink their

moisture from one dark cloud So, from the depths of

their hearts, they long for His sweetness. Hari is

the only object of their desires. All else pleases

through pleasure in Him alone. To the world around

them, They were blind, and deaf and dead, Yet, their fame

was sung in the Puranas. Honor is sweet from

the lips of others; We esteem the praise of those

we love. There is mutual feeling where respect is

returned. When good men meet together, there is endless

delight. Throughout the universe, God does not break The bond

between lover and beloved. He has left the distinction

of 'sought' and 'attained'. He keeps His

worshippers near or far from Him, According to their stock

of merit. Hari has no change according to the

line of His Worshipper's piety. I can't

choose anyone I should praise here. Tuka says,

"Krishna, who wears the garland of forest

flowers, Assumes more and more glory, as the last resort of all."

The lessons you taught me, I remembered as long as

I was a stranger to Hari. At last, I lost all

sense of the body. Who, then, would regard your

instructions? Tuka says, "The Infinite One dwells in my

heart; The Eternal One bids me look not at what is

momentary." We will sing and clap our hands at the

scene of Thy worship. We will dance with spirit,

without a care for the world. Mightiest Among the

Mighty, You are our champion. From You proceed worldly

wealth, salvation and mystic powers! We will shoot

an arrow of speech unerring, irresistible We will

crush all impediments. We will break the heads of

Time and Death. Tuka's brother says, "We have

no fondness for life, Not even for our own life,

much less that of others." You do not lose

anything by listening to the praises of Hari, while you

are worshipping god, should saints visit your

house You should put the gods to the side, and worship the

saints. The Salagrama is a form of Vishnu. A saint may

belong to any caste. Tuka says, "Vishnu's followers

increase the opportunities for devotion."

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