Just as rivers flow from east and west to merge with the one sea, forgetting that they were ever separate rivers, so all beings lose their separateness when they eventually merge into pure Being.
Truly, it is in darkness that one finds the light, so when we are in sorrow, then this light is nearest of all to us.
The Self, having in dreams enjoyed the pleasures of sense, gone hither and thither, experienced good and evil, hastens back to the state of waking from which he started. As a man passes from dream to wakefulness, so does he pass from this life to the next.
We sing the glory of Sri Krishna, who is all truth, all consciousness and all bliss, who is responsible for creation, sustenance and destruction of the universe, and who puts an end to the threefold agony.
