Let me cast far away the illusion that you are far away (7.07)

Let me cast far away the illusion that you are far away (7.07)

Bhagavad Gita 7.7

mattaḥ parataraṁ nānyat kiñcid asti dhanañjaya

mayi sarvam idaṁ protaṁ sūtre maṇi-gaṇā iva

Beyond me, nothing exists.

On me, the whole world subsists.

Into being, all things I bring,

Like shiny pearls set on a string.

My dear Lord, grant me the intelligence to see how you, though invisible, sustain all that is visible.

It is so easy, O almighty Lord, to get caught in the things that glitter. In this world, there are so many sights and smells and sounds and similar sensory manifestations that can attract and amaze. You alone can empower me to see beyond them to what is actually sustaining them: You. Just as an art connoisseur appreciates a classic work of art but never fails to appreciate the artist whose creativity made the art possible, bless me to similarly appreciate not just the beauty of nature but also you as the incredible hand that draws on the canvas of nature.

My unfailing Lord, you are much more than the brilliant hand behind nature; you are also its beating heart. You exist everywhere and always in nature through your immanent manifestation as the Supersoul. You are never far away from your creation, but as long as I believe you are far away from me, I end up being far away from you. You permeate the very fabric of creation and exist within its every fiber as its elusive yet essential sustainer.

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07.07 O conqueror of wealth, there is no truth superior to Me. Everything rests upon Me, as pearls are strung on a thread.