Even Brahma and the gods fall short of this treasure, yet we who surrender are mightier still. By renouncing selfish desire, the gain of devotion appears, and Padmanabha becomes indebted to our service. The milk of the wish-fulfilling cow has no limit; it rains down at the mere stream of longing. Sitting in one place, the tide of bliss rises and pierces beyond the three states. Says Tuka, this feast of devotion is lavish; no one who stays can remain unfed.