Verse 16

¹¹Knowledge, wholly clean, the highest thing there is, one, with nothing inside it and nothing outside, Brahman, true, turned inward, at rest, going by the word Bhagavan: that is what the poets call Vasudeva. ¹²Rahugana, this is not reached by austerity, nor by sacrifice, nor by giving away, nor by the household, nor by the metres, nor by water and fire and sun, without being bathed in the dust of the feet of the great. ¹³Where the telling over of the qualities of him whose renown is highest is taken up, and the talk of the village broken off, that telling, kept to day after day, gives the true mind of one who wants release to Vasudeva.

¹⁴Long ago I was a king named Bharata, loosed from the bondage of attachment to what is seen and what is heard. Working at the worship of the Bhagavan, I became a deer, my aim struck down by attachment to a deer. ¹⁵That remembering, hero, which came of worshipping Krsna, did not leave me even in the deer's body. So now I go about holding to nothing, wary of the company of people, and not showing what I am. ¹⁶So a man whose confusion is cut through here by the sword of knowledge, born of holding to nothing and of the company of the good, gets his remembering back by telling of what Hari does and hearing of it, and goes to the far end of the road.