Verse 12

¹²That fades away here little by little, by the dharma of turning back, by the kindness of Vasudeva, by the yoga of devotion to the Bhagavan. ¹³When the senses come to rest in the seer, the self, the highest, in Hari, then the troubles melt away entirely, as they do for one deeply asleep. ¹⁴Hearing the telling over of the qualities of the enemy of Mura puts an end to every trouble. How much more, then, the love of serving the pollen of his lotus feet, a love that is found in the self. ¹⁵My doubt has been cut through by the sword of your well-spoken words, mighty one. Revered one, my mind runs freely now in both directions.

¹⁶You have said this well, learned one, this course of Hari's own maya. It shines out with no purpose and no root, and it is the root of all this, and it is not outside him.