Verse 25

²⁵made clean then, holding by her own self the Self whose face is turned every way, in whom by her own experience the marks of maya and of the strands had faded out; ²⁶her understanding standing steady in Brahman, in the Bhagavan who is the refuge of the self, her troubles worn away since she no longer fell into being a separate living thing, and contentment come to her; ²⁷and being always risen into the gathered state, with the wandering after the strands turned back, she did not remember her body then, as a man who has got up does not remember what he saw in his sleep. ²⁸Her body was kept up by others, and yet it was not thin, since no anxiety came to her; covered over with dirt, it shone the way fire shines with smoke about it.

²⁹Her own body, made of austerity and yoga, its hair loose and its clothing gone, was guarded by the gods, and she never noticed it, her mind having entered into Vasudeva. ³⁰So in no long time, by the road Kapila had spoken of, she came to the highest, to the Self, to the going out into Brahman, to the Bhagavan.