Verse 113

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। ॥ ११३ ॥

In plain words

When dispassion toward every object of enjoyment—from the creator Brahmā down to a blade of grass—is just like one's aversion to crow dung, that indeed is pure, stainless detachment.

Close to the Sanskrit

Dispassion towards sense objects, extending from Brahmā down to stationary beings, just as dispassion is towards crow's excrement—that indeed is pure detachment.