There was not then what is
nor what is not. There was no sky, and no heaven beyond the sky. What power was
there? Where? Who was that power? Was there an abyss of fathomless waters?
There was neither death
nor immortality then. No signs were there of night or day. The ONE was
breathing by its own power, in deep peace. Only the ONE was; there was nothing
beyond.
Darkness was hidden in
darkness. The all was fluid and formless. Therein, in the void, by the fire of
fervor arose the ONE.
And in the ONE arose love.
Love the first seed of soul. The truth of this the sages found in their hearts:
seeking in their hearts with wisdom, the sages found that bond of union between
being and non-being.
Who knows in truth? Who
can tell us whence and how arose this universe? The gods are later than its
beginning: who knows therefore whence comes this creation?
Only that god who sees in
highest heaven: he only knows whence comes this universe, and whether it was
made or uncreated. He only knows, or perhaps he knows not.
--Rig Veda x.129, “Song of
Creation”, as appearing in The Translator’s Introduction to the 1962 Edition of
The Bhagavad Gita translated by Juan Mascaró
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