Verse 5

⁵The sage is clear and deep, hard to sound and hard to cross, without a farther shore and not to be stirred, like the ocean when its waters are still. ⁶Whether his wants are all fed or he has nothing, the sage given over to Narayana neither swells nor dries up, as the sea does not with the rivers. ⁷A man whose senses are not mastered, seeing a woman, the maya of the god, and drawn on by the moods she stirs in him, falls into blind darkness as a moth falls into fire. ⁸The fool whose sight is gone, his mind drawn on by the thought of enjoying women, gold, ornaments, clothes and such things, all of them made by maya, is destroyed like the moth.