In plain words
The universe is the form of Viṣṇu. You may have read it in the story of Rāma. Rāma broke the bow of Śiva that was in the house of King Janaka. He broke the bow of Śiva, but the string on this side and that side of the bow did not snap. At one end of the string Rāma, at the other end Sītā. Between Sītā and Rāma there was no parting at all. That the string did not snap is the divine power united with Prakṛti. So divinity never parts from Prakṛti. Even so, we may fall into some despair, asking where the connection is between a divinity so divine and a humanness so small. The ocean is infinite. However infinite it is, the qualities in it are only three. If we put it on a cloth, it is wet. This wetness has coolness. That same water gives foam: whiteness, coolness and wetness, these three are the marks of the ocean. But the very three qualities that are in this ocean are also in the waves, small, fleeting, and wasting away in a short time. The waves are unreal. They subside in a moment. However many waves subside, the ocean itself never subsides. These very waves are our bodies. This body has a beginning and an end. In this vehicle that has a beginning and an end, the qualities of that infinite ocean are also present. That is why we must recognise the truth that there is a close bond of kinship between that divinity and this state of the jīva. But today humanness, in its modern way, is moving far from recognising such things. Modern man is turning out like a giraffe. What is the inner meaning of a giraffe? Its head is very far from its heart. That is, the modern man of today seems wholly divided between the head he thinks with and the Prema in his heart. You will have seen a giraffe in the zoo. Its neck is very long, but its head is somewhere up there. Its heart is somewhere else.
In the same way all the modern students of today live with no connection between head and heart. We must bring head and heart into close kinship. Today we stay very far from this enquiry into oneness. What is the reason? There is no work in the hand. There are no good feelings in the heart. If there is no work in the hand and no good feeling in the heart, such a person's life turns out like a dog's tail. What is a dog's tail like? As long as it is tied to a splint, it stays straight. The moment the splint is untied, it curls up again. Today the mind that sits in satsaṅgas and in gatherings like this cannot keep from going outside; what is the reason? The heart is full of bad feelings, bad thoughts and wicked plans.