Verse 11.55

Verse 11.55: "One who performs acts dedicated to Me, conceiving Me as the Highest Goal: My devotee who is bereft of every attachment (and) is without the least enmity towards any being whatsoever: he comes unto Me, O Son of Pandu”. (696)

Commentary called Jnaneshwari by Jnaneshwar:

“Verily, into my Divine Being does that devotee enter, all whose deeds are dedicated to my service and in whose eyes the entire universe holds nothing of such supreme worth and beauty as my Being. To such a devotee, all the joys of the earth and in the other world flow into my Divine Being; to him the supreme worth of life is but another name of Divine life. No object ever meets his eyes, but what is my Divinity, and therefore, he is a stranger to all sense of otherness and created beings. Therefore, is he free from all ill-will to all creations. And seeing me in all beings, he worships me in them all. And on the dissolution of his body made up of the three fluids, he is merged into My Being, Oh son of Pandu.

Samjaya then said, “thus spake Lord Krishna, the supreme Godhead made big-bellied by the creation of the universe, whose utterance is sweetened by his Divine love.”

Thereon, the son of Pandu swelled with the wealth of blissful re-joicing; and in the entire world, he remains the unsurpassed master of wisdom of adoring Lord Krishna. As he cast the meditative glance at the Omnipresent Vision of the image incarnate, he reckoned the Image Incarnate of (God) Bhagwan in turn as of superior worth. But the God did not bear out his preference; for, Omnipresent Being is all-pervading. The Image Incarnate was limited to a given body. And Lord Krishna illumined the talk with proper reasons. Hearing these, the husband of Subhadra, thought over in his mind and decided to question the Lord further, for guidance in choosing between the two. Reflecting, Arjuna now sets out towards his query in a sweet manner.

This part of the story is well worthy of being heard in easy ‘ovi’ rhymes that are delightful to the hearing, and I shall narrate by the grace of my master Shri Nivritti. At the feet of the Omnipresent Deity, do I dedicate these flowers of “ovi”—rhymes, freely scattered from the palm made by my feelings of piety and faith.