19: Repose in the Self
Janaka said:
With the tongs of Truth
I have plucked the thorn of thinking
from the innermost cave
of my heart.
Where is meditation, pleasure,
prosperity or discrimination?
Where is duality?
Where even is Unity?
I abide in the glory of Self.
Where is past and future,
or even present?
Where is space, or even eternity?
I abide in the glory of Self.
Where is Self?
Where is not-Self?
Where is good and evil, confusion and clarity?
I abide in the glory of Self.
Where is sleeping, dreaming, waking,
or even the fourth state?
Where is fear?
I abide in the glory of Self.
Where is close or far,
in or out,
gross or subtle?
I abide in the glory of Self.
Where is life and death?
Where is the world and worldly relations?
Where is distraction and stillness?
I abide in the glory of Self.
There is no need to talk about
the three ends of life.
To talk of yoga is purposeless.
Even talking about Truth is irrelevant.
I rest in Self alone.
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