Poem 519

In plain words

The power of Prema by which this wheel of the earth keeps turning without an axle; the power of Prema by which all the stars stay in the sky, never dropping to the ground; the power of Prema by which, lest he fall upon this earth, the lord of the ocean has drawn in his legs; the power of Prema by which, for the fourteen worlds, the god of the wind waves his fans: that great power of Prema is the power of the Ātma, a power wondrous, endless, without a second; it fills the whole vessel of the cosmos; this whole great creation is filled with Prema.