Bhagavad Gita 14.4

sarva-yoniṣu kaunteya

mūrtayaḥ sambhavanti yāḥ

tāsāṁ brahma mahad yonir

ahaṁ bīja-pradaḥ pitā

 

In every womb that forms appear,

All shapes of life that wander here;

For them all, Brahman is the womb profound,

I give the seed from which they are found.

 

My dear Lord, help me see that you are not just a part of reality, but that what I call reality is a part of you. Everything comes from you and remains contained within you, even when it seems to have its own independent existence.

O supreme beloved, lead me to the insight that devotion to you is not just one among many forms of love that I can have. Rather, my various loves arise essentially from my love for you; they get misdirected to varying degrees when I forget you and seek alternative objects.

Yet, O reservoir of all-attractiveness, whatever attracts my love gets that attractional capacity because you bestow on it a fraction of your supreme attractional potency. Help me realize, with both my head and my heart, that whenever I feel the pull of love coming from any object in this world—almost like a magnet attracting an iron filing—it ultimately comes from you alone. It appears to me separated from you only because of my confused head, and it pulls me away from you only because of my contaminated heart.

O unfailing Lord, may I be inspired by this realization to redirect and invest my love in you—hoping, praying, and waiting for you, as the supreme magnet, to cast that loving pull upon my heart, drawing it to you fully and forever.

14.04 It should be understood that all species of life, O son of Kuntī, are made possible by birth in this material nature, and that I am the seed-giving father.