In plain words
Good times, positions, a good life: men keep seeking; they do not seek good thoughts, Jñāna, good conduct. What else beyond this can I make known? O members of this assembly, counted among the good and the virtuous!
Embodiments of Prema! Human life is rare. Time is precious. The heart is soft. The mind is sweet. It is a great misfortune that man cannot recognise such humanness and such human values. Man is not merely one who bears a body. Man is the very form of the cosmic Virāṭ. Whatever powers there are in the universe, all those powers are contained in man. But man cannot recognise even a little of the principle of his own power. A rare life, a tender heart, a sweet mind: though he has all these, he cannot attain peace and happiness. What is the reason? He suffers unrest only because he yields to the great demon called selfishness and takes narrow feelings into his heart. The people of ancient times lived in peace and happiness at all times. What unrest is, what sorrow is, they did not know. Only because they took refuge in Satya and Dharma could they live in happiness and peace.
As the fire, so the smoke; as the smoke, so the cloud; as the cloud, so the rain; as the rain, so the crop; as the crop, so the cooking; as the cooking, so the mind. So man's mind depends on the food he eats. But the food and drink of the man of today are not as they should be. The adornment of a pond is the lotus flower. The adornment of a village is houses. The adornment of the ocean is the waves. The adornment of the sky is the moon. In the same way, the adornment of man is virtue. But man has lost virtue and falls prey to many hardships and sufferings.