In plain words
Wherever you look, Reflection of the inner being. Inner fervour itself, transformation itself. That, they said, is parā-bhakti. That, they said, is ananya-bhakti. That, they said, is svādhyāya-bhakti. We must recognise the true path in which one recognises one's own nature and lives by it. That is why the Gopīs kept praying to Kṛṣṇa.
If You bloom in beauty as a flower, I shall hover round You as a bee; if You flourish as a tree, I shall twine about You as a creeper; if You are the great ocean itself, I shall become a river and merge in You; if You are Mount Meru itself, I shall become a mountain stream and run clinging to You; if You are the endless sky itself, I shall shine in You as a star.
Do you see! If You are the sky itself, O Paramātma, keep me in You like a little star. Or if You are the endless ocean itself, make me into waves in it, or else I shall come as a river and join You. Well then, if You are born as a flower, I shall come within and enter You without leaving You: make me be born as a bee. If You are a great mountain, I must become like a waterfall that never leaves You. Such oneness the great devotees longed for. In such oneness alone is Ānanda. That Ānanda itself is infiniteness. That is immortality. That is amṛtatva. We must try to experience that amṛtatva, that infiniteness, and give it to others. Bringing this way of learning into a kind of experience, turning experience into Viveka, from Viveka you must try to give it to all in the worldly world: so I hope, and with blessings I bring My talk to a close.