O How may I ever express that secret word? br O how can I say He is not like this, and He is like that? br If I say that He is within me, the universe is ashamed: br If I say that He is without me, it is falsehood. br He makes the inner and the outer worlds to be indivisibly one; br The conscious and the unconscious, both are His footstools. br He is neither manifest nor hidden, br He is neither revealed nor unrevealed: br There are no words to tell that which He is.