MHIS Hari dwells in every spirit, pervading it JL as fire pervades wood. Light is reflected in every vessel, yet it does not perish when they perish. If you pound grass, you find no milk in it, yet when the cattle eat grass it turns to milk; he alone knows the secret of this who pervades all things and yet remains without them. The fruit appears at the end of the plantain tree; yet if you search within the stem, what do you find there? Cursed be the impatient man, his life is wasted; he gets no fruit or flowers; his labour is wasted. The reflecting medium occasions the name; but the reflection is nothing more; the essence remains behind in the dense body. Since the medium is impure, how can you see the essence within ? Do not go on increasing sin and merit. Employ the true secret, have done with pretences; thus I Tuka entreat you; need I fall at your feet? If your desires are set on children, wife and money, consider, what will be left you at the end ?