Verse 31

²⁸I hold you to be time, the ruler, without beginning and without end, the all-pervading, moving evenly everywhere, by whom there is discord among beings, one with another. ²⁹No one knows what you mean to do, Bhagavan, when you act among men in mockery of them: you to whom no one at any time is dear, and none hateful, and in whom men's understanding is uneven. ³⁰Birth, and action, in you who are the self of all, unborn and not acting, the Self, among beasts and men and sages and the creatures of the waters: that indeed is mockery. ³¹The cowherd woman took up a rope against you when you had done wrong; and the state you were in then, your face brought low, your eyes troubled and their collyrium washed with tears, standing there in the pretence of fear, bewilders me: that fear itself should be afraid.