CREATION OF THE UNIVERSE
The objective in creation Is matrix of the world of things, The Subject-All alienates Itself as all this universe. How does the One become the two, The subjective and objective? When All-in-All has no objects, How come this 'other' than the All? This itself is a proof that worlds Which are created, as if were, Are sheer 'externality', With no substance in them at all.
Bhagwat Gita 14.3, 4
This also shows that God is All In spite of vast creation's sight; Creation has no legs to stand Except as God's Self-beholding. What's 'external' to Consciousness Is Prakriti, that's matter's core; On this Consciousness broods and sees Itself reflected mirror-wise. In early dawn of creation The One enjoys itself as all; But later comes the division Of One alone as threefold strand.
Thus come the seer of the seen
And in between their link unseen, Adhyatma, Adhibhuta called And Adhidaiva transcendent. Hardly one knows this mystery, How perception deceives us all And forces all to see 'there out' What is within the All-in-All.
The world persists as binding chain
When perceiver perceived becomes, And charges on the perceiver In vicious circle's grasping clutch. The seed of every being here Is sown by That immortal seed, The seed that has no source beyond, The causeless cause, Brahman supreme.
Bhagwat Gita 7.4-6
Earth, water, tire, air and ether, Mind, intellect and ego-sense, Are eightfold forces God creates As lower realms His Majesty's. Lower are these since lone they work As strata of creation's depths; But higher still are vital springs Of God's existence in them all.
Heaven and earth and all beings
Are forms of these substantials; Lo, God is all these, He appears As all these quintessentials. The coming, going of these realms Is play of God's abundant joy, Which spills itself on mortal tastes As summons from their real source.
Bhagwat Gita 5.6
Elements, Ego, Intellect, The Causal Sea and Senses Ten, The Mind and fivefold objects sensed, Desire, hatred, joy and pain. The body-complex, matter's form, The Will that binds the structure's shape, Do all these in their compactness Present the field of experience.
As dream-world's pageant real looks
By mind's revolt in fantasy, So all this world and creation Is held cohesive by the Will. The Will of God ties fast in grips The universe as one whole mass, While will of individual Does hold together body's frame.
Bhagwat Gita 7.27
When creation emerges forth Beings get drowned in love and hate; Deluded, thus, in world they live From birth to death in all cycles. By delusion engendered strong Through longing, dislike and ego, All beings sunk in dual's net Get drowned in swoon when being born.
The blow of death and stroke of birth
Confuses mind-and-reason's role. And thrown to region love-hate-filled. Maddened then roam beings on earth. Freedom from this predicament Is solely in the way one lives; In rapt attention bestowed well On birthless, deathless, Being Whole.
Bhagwat Gita 17.22
A thousand cycles rolling on Of four ages in Time's regime Do constitute one Brahma's day And so long also is His night. A hundred years of such long days Do make the span of Brahma's life; Such, again, is the cosmic night, Of such a length, when worlds dissolve. When Brahma wakes, beings are born, And universes roll and act; When night of Brahma supervenes, Creation melts in darkness deep.
During His day creatures are born
In systematic stepping down From highest integrated Self To lowest forms in scattered fields. On fall of night of Brahma's day Beings return as cattle home To ocean vast of causal deep, Which's Brahma's sleep, the cosmic dark. Helplessly beings come and leave By force of finitude's clingings; But above all creation's play Is what passeth understanding.
Transcending wheel of creation,
Above all space and time and cause, Majestic reigns God Almighty, The Absolute, Eternal Light. Reaching this glorious Transcendence No one returns to sorrow's vale Which all this world of struggle is, Woven with dreams of dislike's love.
This Supreme Person, Power and Bliss,
Is reached with love that wants none else, The ardour surging from the soul, Tearing the veils of involvement. Through whole-souled love and devotion Can one attain this blessedness, By utter sinking of the self In All-Self, greatest Almighty.
Bhagwat Gita 10.7
Whoever knows this mystery Of creation and absorption As God's transcendent sports revealed Is established in God-union. This glory God's and majesty Who knows in deepest communion, As God is Himself in Himself. That blessed one is one with God.
We creates when and how it is,
Whence is this wondrous creation, Why is this play of mystery, Who knows is indeed one with God; For God alone can know Himself, How He has wrought the source of Time, Whether at all He brought forth things, Or whether He is still alone.
Bhagwat Gita 13. 19, 33
All things as known are matter's stuff, Prakriti called, involved in which Purusha dreams the varieties Ingrained in it as solar hues. Subject and Object, parallels, Do exist as eternal friends; When one is there the other is As inseparate twain in one. The changes in the world of forms Are engendered by these in work As balance tilts by weight it holds On one side or the other side.
Prakriti is the object-world,
Purusha is the consciousness Which clutches objects as delights, When objects doubly grab its heart. Graha and Atigraha called Are subject's object's relations, Catching and re-catching by force The one for other's grief.
Space, Time and Cause are objective,
Their Consciousness is subjective; Thus, experience is fabric, knit With subject-object sharing's stuff. The joys of life are illusions, So also are the pains of life, As both are just reactions caused By changing phases things deport.
Bhagwat Gita 14. 5-8, 11, 15
Sattva, Rajas and Tamas known Are properties of Prakriti, Which bind everyone diversely, Making one pleased, displeased or dull. Happy and joyful is the soul That shines through Sattva brilliantly, Is knowledge-filled with glowing eyes, Resplendent is that blessed life. Desire, passion rule Rajas, Attachment, greed are forms it takes; To work devoted, distracted, Is such a soul, restless, busy.
Darkness and sloth and ignorance,
Delusion, infatuation, Heedlessness, sleep and floundering Are shapes assumed by deep Tamas. Shining in limbs is Sattva-filled; Endless engagement Rajas springs; Knowing the wrong as righteous mode Is rampant property-Tamas. Leaving this world from Sattva's realm One reaches light-filled heaven's bliss; Dying in Rajas birth in works, In Tamas birth of dull-wits, sure.
Bhagwat Gita 15. 1, 5
This creation and all its ways Like Tree inverted range in Time; Its Root above is Eternal, The Branches spread below as deeds. None knows its source, middle or end, Ravaging work and tumult's roar Are how it grows in Time and Space As wild dances of properties. This Tree of bondage, cosmic rout: Should broken fall, felled and severed Through detachment from mundane forms, And ardent search of Great Beyond.
"I seek that Being, Source of all,
I need nothing but this One God, In whom is all this universe, Wherein I find whatever is." Thus is the prayer of the self, From self redeemed through Yoga's way, Sunk in the want of All-in-All, Beseeching All's revealing grace. From self-respect and attachment, Clinging to loves and delusions, Free always, fixed in Divine Self, Such souls awakened reach the Goal.
Bhagwat Gita 15.16, 20
Mankind and God, seer and seen, Mind and its objectivity, Consciousness and its contents vast, Are called Akshara and Kshara. But beyond this duality, Above the realms of perception, Transcendent Truth indwelling all Is Supreme Person, Purusha, Great. Knowing this one knows everything, Doing this one has done all things, Attaining this one does attain That undying felicity. (Courtesy: SWAMI KRISHNANANDA)