Verse 47
How it came down to me· Verses 47–50
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47Bowing so to that first sage and to his pupils, the great ones, he went then to the hermitage of my own father, Dvaipayana himself. 48Welcomed by the revered one, and having taken the seat that was given him, he set out for him what he had heard from Narayana's mouth. 49So this has been set out, king, which was the question you put to us: how the mind may move upon Brahman, which cannot be pointed to and is beyond the strands. 50He who looks out upon this at its beginning, its middle and its end; who is the lord of the unmanifest and of the living being; who, having sent this forth, entered it and with the sage made the cities and rules them; whom reaching, the one who lay with the unborn one lets her go, as a sleeper leaves his nest: on him, Hari, in whom there is no fear, whose womb is cast out by aloneness, one should meditate without a break.