Krishna. Now will I open unto thee- whose heart
Rejects not- that last lore, deepest-concealed, That farthest secret of My Heavens and
Earths, Which but to know shall set thee free from ills, A royal lore! a
Kingly mystery! Yea! for the soul such light as purgeth it From every
sin; a light of holiness With inmost splendour shining; plain to see;
Easy to walk by, inexhaustible!
They that receive not this, failing in faith To grasp the greater wisdom, reach not Me,
Destroyer of thy foes! They sink anew Into the realm of Flesh, where all things change!
By Me the whole vast Universe of things
Is spread abroad;- by Me, the Unmanifest! In Me are all existences contained;
Not I in them! Yet they are not contained, Those visible things! Receive and strive to
embrace The mystery majestical! My Being Creating all, sustaining all-
still dwells Outside of all! See! as the shoreless airs Move in the
measureless space, but are not space, [And space were space without the moving airs];
So all things are in Me, but are not I.
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