In plain words
Born in water, floating on water, the water bubble sinks back into water; man is the bubble, Nārāyaṇa the water.
It must dissolve back where it came from.
We who travel must go on and reach our destination. If we stop at a station on the way, we will suffer hardship. We must reach the very place from which we set out. That is man's chief duty. That is the goal. We must not forget it. Only when we keep such a goal in mind does humanness become worthwhile. From Brahman space was born, from space air, from air fire. From fire, water was born. From water, earth was born. From water, the herbs were born. Crops were born. From that, prāṇa came. So man is the very form of prāṇa. At the very last, man and Brahman must be joined in close bond. The last is the state of man. The first is the principle of Brahman. We string this garland in many ways, and only when we join the two does it become a single garland. Flowers gathered of troubles and losses, of sorrows and griefs, have all been made into one garland. That is the garland of life. Within this garland of life, unity is what matters. The hidden current that joins all these is Prema alone. The flowers may be of many kinds. Today's flowers may wither tomorrow. But the thread is one. Yesterday, the thread. Today, the thread. Tomorrow, the thread still. The flower opens today and withers tomorrow; within the flower called the body, which will burn away, it lives on as the Brahma-sūtra, unburning, eternal and true. In every man there is Brahman, called the thread. One must try to recognise the Brahman within oneself. When you hold this to be utterly true, it is enough to cultivate Prema alone. That very Prema stands as our life-breath. That very Prema can be seen as the form of the Paramātma. We must try to remember God with Prema.