Verse 16

¹³Earth, its smell taken away by wind, is fit to become water; and that water, its taste taken away, is fit to become light. ¹⁴Light, its form taken away by darkness, dissolves into wind; and wind, its touch taken away by open room, dissolves into the sky. ¹⁵The sky, its quality taken away by time itself, dissolves into the self. The senses, the mind and the understanding, with the things that change, king, go into I-making; and the I, with its own strands, into the self. ¹⁶This is the Bhagavan's maya, which makes the world and keeps it and ends it, and it has three colours. We have told it. What more do you wish to hear?