In plain words
The power of reflection, and the power to keep it safe within: only when these two are there is it the true power of mantra. From ancient times this holy Bhārata has brought steady peace and security to every nation by its spiritual wealth. Though generations change and ages move on, the principle of the Ātma, which is divinity, remains steady and pure all the same. So the people of Bhārata, born in such a holy Bhārata, are unable to recognise this divine principle. This divinity is present in man himself in boundless measure. So yantra, mantra and tantra are all contained in the one human form alone. Without a break we keep uttering a mantra. That is none other than So-ham. There is no other mantra greater than this. Soham. I am God. I am God. We utter it 21,600 times in twenty-four hours. It utters a mantra like this, and the yantra is the body itself. Who is pumping the blood in this heart? Who digests the food man eats? Who brings this blood to the heart, purifies it and delivers it to the body? Who works to make the blood in man's body move through the whole body? All these are like a yantra to us. The body itself is a yantra. All the limbs in the body carry out every kind of task. The eye is not even an inch. This eye can see stars so many lakhs of miles away. However far it may be, the eye can see it. What a powerful yantra this is! Our ear drums. They stay hidden from everyone's sight. And they are so well hidden, too. They hear everything that happens somewhere far off. These televisions and telephones, all of them, are right in our own body, the yantra. When we bear such a yantra and have embraced such a holy mantra, and yet make nothing worthwhile of this life at all, what a disgrace it is! Then there is the heart. That itself is the tantra. The heart is the tantra, the body the yantra, the breath the mantra. Man, endowed with this yantra, mantra and tantra, still goes off somewhere looking for mantras. He tries to take mantras from someone or other.