How can there be any room left for other desires,
when my entire being is engrossed in Thee alone?
Nothing is now a barrier between Thee and me,
For the seed of devotion has borne its fruit.
Gone from my heart is the anguish of separation;
Why need I now bother to contemplate on Thee?
By the grace of Thy feet, O Lord, says Tuka,
The illusion of this world has been destroyed.