Verse 14

⁹Sumati's sons, proud men, doing what their father had told them, went looking for the horse and dug up the earth on every side. ¹⁰In the north-eastern quarter they saw the horse, near Kapila. Here is the thief who took the horse, they said, sitting with his eyes shut. ¹¹Kill him, kill him, the wicked man. So sixty thousand of them came at him with their weapons raised; and then the sage opened his eyes. ¹²By the fire of their own bodies, their minds already carried off by great Indra, struck down for stepping across a great one, they became ash in a moment. ¹³It is not well said of the home of clarity that the sons of that lord of kings were scorched up by a sage's anger. How should darkness made of rage be supposed in one whose self makes the world pure, any more than the earth's dust in the sky?

¹⁴He set going here the strong boat made of enumeration, by which one who wants release crosses the sea of becoming, hard to get past, that is the road of death. He is wise and has become the supreme Self: how should he have a mind that divides one from another?