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Astavakta Gita, Chapter 7 -- Of Formlessness

King Janaka

7.1
It is in the infinite ocean of myself
that the world bark wanders here and there,
driven by its own inner wind.
I am not upset by that.

7.2
Let the world wave rise or vanish of its own nature
in the infinite ocean of myself.
There is no increase or diminution to me from it.

7.3
It is in the infinite ocean of myself
that the imagination called the world takes place.
I am supremely peaceful and formless,
and as such I remain.

7.4
My true nature is not contained in objects,
nor does any object exist in it,
for it is infinite and spotless.
So it is unattached, desireless and at peace,
and as such I remain.

7.5
Truly I am but pure consciousness,
and the world is like a conjuror's show,
so how could I imagine there is anything there
to take up or reject?