Verse 39

³³Om, salutation to you, Bhagavan, Narayana, Vasudeva, first Person, great Person, of great reach; most auspicious, highest welfare, highest kindness; alone; ground of the world, one master of the worlds, lord of all, husband of Laksmi. In the mind of the highest swans who wander, who by the highest gathering of the self in yoga have thought their way through and by the plain way of the highest swan have thrown open the shut doors of darkness, in that opened mind, in the country of the self, you are the one who has found within himself the taste of his own happiness. ³⁴This yoked play of yours seems hard to make out: that with nothing to shelter you and no body, and without so much as looking at a gathering like ours, by yourself and without undergoing any change, being without the strands, you send forth this thing that has strands, and keep it, and take it away.

³⁵And in that, are you like some ordinary man here, fallen into the pouring out of the strands, taking under another's power the fruit, good or bad, of what you yourself have done? Or do you take your pleasure in the self, quiet by nature, seeing rightly, and standing apart? That we truly do not know. ³⁶There is no contradiction in the two, in the Bhagavan, the Lord, whose gathered qualities are past measure and whose greatness cannot be waded into, where there is no room for the quarrels of men who hold hard to their views, whose inner instrument is a thicket of guesses and doubts and reasonings, of what only looks like proof, of bad argument and books; who is made of all maya come to rest; who is alone. What matter is hard for him to bring about, when he has drawn his own maya inside himself, since there is no second nature in him?

³⁷You follow the thought of those whose minds are even and of those whose minds are uneven, as a piece of rope follows the thought of those who take it for a snake or for something else. ³⁸And he again, in every thing, is the reality of that thing, the lord of all, the cause of the causes of the whole world; and being the inward self of all, he is marked out by the showing of every quality, and he alone is what is left over. ³⁹And truly, those who have licked once a single drop from the sea of the nectar of your greatness, and in whose minds the unbroken happiness of it keeps flowing, so that they have forgotten even the shadow of the small pleasure of things seen and heard; those greatest among the Lord's own, who hold to him alone, whose minds are utterly and unbrokenly at rest in the Bhagavan, dear friend of all beings, the self of all: how, slayer of Madhu, should these good ones, skilled in their own good and dear friends of the self, ever let go the serving of your lotus feet, where this turning round of the round of birth does not come again?