From the Ashtavakra Gita (approx. fifth century B.C.):
“I am the boundless ocean
The wind that blows anywhere it wants to
The wind that blows anywhere it wants to
Bears in my chest the vessel we call World
The World tosses from one side
to another
The World tosses from one side
to another
But I remain serene
I am the deep ocean
Where waves drive
themselves up
I am the deep ocean
Where waves drive
themselves up
Where planets are shaken, up and down
But I remain immutable
But I remain immutable
I am the boundless ocean
From which all constellations came from
Beyond all forms
From which all constellations came from
Beyond all forms
I exist. I am.”
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