“Within the city of Brahman, which is the body, there is the heart, and within the heart there is a little house. This house has the shape of the lotus, and within it dwells that which is to be sought after, inquired about, and realised.
What then is that which, dwelling within this little house, this lotus of the heart, is to be sought after, inquired about and realised?
As large as the universe outside, even so large is the universe within the lotus of the heart. Within it are heaven and earth, the sun, the moon, the lightning, and all the stars. What is in the macrocosm is in the microcosm.
All things that exist, all beings and all desires, are in the city of Brahman; what then becomes of them when old age approaches and the body dissolves in death?
Though old age comes to the body, the lotus of the heart does not grow old. at death of the body, it does not die. The lotus of the heart, where Brahman exists in all his glory – that, and not the body, is the true city of Brahman. Brahman, dwelling therein, is untouched by any deed, ageless, deathless, free from grief, free from hunger and from thirst. His desires are right desires, and his desires are fulfilled.”