अदेशकालावयवो ऽप्य् एष देवो दिवानिशम् । असज् जगत् तनोतीव यथा वारि तरङ्गकम्
This deity, without place, time, or parts, day and night, seems to produce the unreal world, as water produces waves.
एतस्मिन् विकसन्त्य् एता विपुलाकाशकानने । जगज्जरढमञ्जर्यḫ प्रसरत्पत्त्रपञ्चकाः
In this vast sky-like forest, these spread forth—the aged branches of the world, with their five expanding leaves.
एष स्वप्रतिबिम्बस्य स्वयमालोकनेच्छया । अत्यन्तनिर्मलाकारस् स्वयं मकुरतां गतः
This, by its own wish to behold its own reflection, having an utterly pure form, has itself become like a mirror.
व्योमवृक्षफलस्यास्य स्वेच्छाच्छर्द्धय उज्ज्वलाः । सर्गोपलम्भसुस्वाद्व्यश् चमत्कुर्वन्ति संविदि
The radiant fruits of this sky-tree, by their own will and abundance, delight consciousness with the sweet taste of perceiving creation.
अन्तस्त्वेन बहिष्ट्वेन नानानानातयात्मनि । एष सो ऽन्तर् बहिर् भाति भावाभावविभावया
By being both inward and outward, and through manifold diversity within itself, this same one shines within and without, by the manifestation of being and non-being.
एतद्रूपा पदार्थश्रीर् एतस्मिन्न् एतदिच्छया । चमत्करोत्य् एतदर्थं जिह्वेव स्वास्यकोटरे
The splendor of objects takes this form, and by its own wish in this, it marvels at this purpose, just as the tongue marvels at taste within the mouth.
अस्याम्भसो द्रवत्वं यत् तद् इदं जगद् उच्यते । संवित्स्वादूपलम्भाङ्गं भुवनावर्तवृत्तिमत्
What is called the liquidity of this water is this world, a limb of the sweet perception of consciousness, revolving with the cycle of worlds.
शाम्यत्य् अत्र पदार्थश्रीस् सर्वा यामेव भास्वति । एतस्माद् एव चोदेति स्वालोक इव तेजसः
Here, the entire splendor of objects subsides just as night falls, and from this alone arises its own light, as from fire its radiance.
इदम् एष जगत् सर्वं शुक्लत्वं तुहिनं यथा । अत एताḫ प्रवर्तन्ते विद इन्दोर् इवांशवः
All this world is whiteness, like snow; from this, these proceed, just as rays from the moon.
एतस्माद् अङ्गतो रङ्गाज् जगच् चित्रम् इदं स्थितम् । विद्ध्य् अभावविकारादि शान्तम् एतन्मयं ततम्
From this very limb, from its own color, this variegated world is established; know that all transformation such as non-being is peaceful, pervaded by this alone.
अस्माद् वरतरोर् एतास् स्वारूढाद् गगनाङ्गने । दृश्यशाखाḫ प्रवर्तन्ते जगज्जालगुलुच्छकाः
From this supreme tree, which has grown high, the visible branches spread out in the sky's expanse, forming the dense clusters of the world's net.
व्ययोदयवती नूनम् अत्र दृश्यतरङ्गिणी । नानातानन्तकुसुमा वहत्य् अविचलाचले
Surely, here flows the visible river, with waves of rise and fall, bearing countless and endless flowers, unmoving on the unmoving mountain.
अस्मिन् व्योमात्मके रङ्गे भुवनाभिनयभ्रमैः । नृत्यत्य् अविरतारम्भं चारैर् नियतिनर्तकी
On this stage, whose nature is space, the dancer of destiny performs ceaseless beginnings, with gestures that mimic the acts of the worlds.
जगत्क्रीडो महाकल्पकल्पोन्मेषनिमेषणः । विदानेनाद्यते भूयो जन्यते कालबालकः
The play of the world, with the opening and closing of great cycles, is consumed by dissolution and is again produced by the child of time.
उद्यत्स्व् अपि जगत्स्व् एष शान्तम् एवावतिष्ठते । अनिच्छ एव मकुरḫ प्रतिबिम्बगतेष्व् इव
Even as worlds arise, this remains peaceful, just as a mirror is unaffected by the reflections that appear in it, without any desire.
भूतानां वर्तमानानां सर्गाणां स भविष्यताम् । एषो ऽकारणकं बीजम् अगानाम् इव काननम्
For beings present, for creations to come, this is the causeless seed, like a forest for the trees yet to be.
अस्योन्मेषो जगल्लक्ष्मीर् निमेषḫ प्रलयागमः । अनुन्मेषनिमेषो ऽसाव् आत्मन्य् एवावतिष्ठते
Its opening is the fortune of the world; its closing is the coming of dissolution. This subtle opening and closing abides only in itself.
उद्यन्त्य् अमूनि सुबहूनि महामहांसि सर्गागमप्रलयजन्मदशाजगन्ति । सर्वाणि तान्य् अयम् अपारखरूप एव प्रस्पन्दनानि मरुद् एव यथास्स्व शान्तम्
These countless great worlds, with their phases of creation, existence, and dissolution, arise; yet all these are but vibrations in this infinite, hard-to-cross reality, which itself remains calm, just as the wind is at rest.
चमत्कुर्वन्त्य् अथात्रार्था आवर्ता इव वारिणि । एतच् च भावास् सकला यथा वारि तरङ्गकाः
Here, these meanings astonish, like eddies in water; and all these states are as the waves upon water.
सर्वस्यैवास्य विश्वस्य निर्ज्ञेयज्ञानरूपिणी । परमाकाशता रूपं किं परोपशमश्रमः
For this entire universe is of the nature of unknowable knowledge; its form is the highest space—what effort or cessation is there beyond that?
बालचिन्तापुरं व्योम्नि न किञ्चिद् अपि मे यथा । तथेदं तत्त्वतो विश्वं सत्यं तु शिशुचेतसि
Just as the city of a child's thoughts in the sky is nothing to me, so too, in truth, is this world—real only in the mind of a child.
अरूपालोकमननं शिलापुत्रकसैन्यवत् । रूपालोकमनस्कारा भान्ति केवात्र विश्वता
The contemplation of formlessness is like an army of clay dolls; the contemplation of form shines—what universality is there in this?
रूपालोकमनस्कारसारो विन्मात्रतां विना । न लभ्यते सा च परं व्योमैवात्र क्व विश्वता
The essence of the contemplation of form cannot be attained without pure consciousness; and that is the supreme space—where then is universality here?
विदो वित्त्वं जगद्भ्रान्तिर् अवित्त्वं तु न विभ्रमः । वित्त्वावित्त्वे तदायत्ते चिन्ताचिन्ते यथा तव
Knowledge is knowing; the world's delusion is not-knowing, but not-knowing is not confusion. Knowing and not-knowing depend on that, just as your thoughts and non-thoughts.
परमाकाशरूपत्वाच् चिद्व्योम्नो वितताकृतेः । न स्वभावविपर्यासẖ कश्चित् सम्भवति क्वचित्
Because the nature of consciousness-space is the form of the highest space, and its manifestation is spread out, no distortion of its nature occurs anywhere.
तन्मयस्यास्य विश्वस्य न स्वभावविकारिता । विद्यते प्रेक्ष्यमाणापि किम् उ सास्य भविष्यति
For this universe, which is of that essence, there is no alteration of its nature, even when observed—how then could such a thing ever arise?
सर्वं चिद्व्योम चैवेदं न सत् त्वम् अहम् इत्य् अपि । विकाराद्य् अपि न ज्ञप्ताव् अज्ञप्तिं न लभे क्वचित्
All this is consciousness-space alone; there is no reality in 'you', 'I', or anything else. Even from transformation, I do not find any awareness of non-awareness anywhere.
सर्वं शान्तं शिवं शुद्धं त्वमहन्तादिविभ्रमम् । न किञ्चिद् अपि पश्यामि व्योमजं काननं यथा
Everything is peaceful, auspicious, pure; the confusion of 'you', 'I', and so on is absent. I see nothing at all, like a forest born of the sky.
संविदाकाशशून्यत्वं यत् तद् विद्धि वचो मम । इदं त्वत्संविदाकाशे स्वयम् आत्मनि तिष्ठति
Know that what I say is the emptiness of the space of consciousness; this abides in your own consciousness-space, in your very self.
परम् आहुḫ पदं सद् यद् अनिच्छोदयम् आसितम् । पाषाणपुरुषस्येव चित्रस्थस्येव वासनम्
They call that the supreme state, which is seated without desire or prompting—like the dwelling of a stone-man, or a figure in a painting.