(RV 6.9.2)
nāham tantum na vi jānāmy-otum
na yam vayanti samare-
atamānāĥ
;
.. vaktvāni..
I know not the woof, I know not the warp, not what is this web
that they weave moving to and fro in the field of this motion and
labour. These are secrets that must be told.
In spite of all the laboured knowledge vaunted by the reasoning
mind of man, there is much that is still to be known in and about
the creation of which he is a part. This universe is not a chance
formation, a product of some giant caprice. It is a carefully
woven pattern of manifestation, dynamic with movement and
purposive effort. All is a working out of a Truth-Idea, on the
lines pre-visioned in that Truth-Consciousness, ritam. The
secrets of this cosmos, the why, how and where, are still to be
unveiled. See also (1.170.1) under Reality.
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