mayyanaṁtamahāṁbhodhau viśvapota itastataḥ
bhramati svāṁtavātena na mamāstyasahiṣṇutā
Janaka said: In the infinite ocean of myself the world boat drifts here and there, impelled by the wind of its own inner nature. I am not impatient.
mayyanaṁtamahāṁbhodhau jagadvīciḥ svabhāvataḥ
udetu vāstamāyātu na me vṛddhirna ca kṣatiḥ
In me, the limitless ocean, let the wave of the world rise or vanish of itself. I neither increase nor decrease thereby.
mayyanaṁtamahāṁbhodhau viśvaṁ nāma vikalpanā
atiśāṁto nirākāra etadevāhamāsthitaḥ
In me, the boundless ocean, is the imagination of the universe. I am supremely peaceful and formless. In this alone do I abide.
nātmā bhāveṣu no bhāvastatrānante niraṁjane
ityasakto’spṛhaḥ śānta etadevāhamāstitaḥ
My true nature is not contained in objects, nor does any object exist in it, for it is infinite and spotless. It is tranquil and free from attachment and desire. In this alone do I abide.
aho cinmātramevāhaṁ indrajālopamaṁ jagat”
iti mama kathaṁ kutra heyopādeyakalpanā
Truly, I am Consciousness itself. The world is like a juggler’s show. So how and where can there be any thought of rejection and acceptance in me?