व्यापको हि भगवान् रुद्रो भोगायमानो यदा शेते रुद्रस् तदा संहार्य्यते प्रजाः । उच्छ्वसिते तमो भवति तमस आपो ऽप्स्व् अङ्गुल्या मथिते मथितं शिशिरे शिशिरं मथ्यमानं फेनं भवति फेनाद् अण्डं भवत्य् अण्डाद् ब्रह्मा भवति ब्रह्मणो वायुः वायोर् ओंकारः ओंकारात् सावित्री सावित्र्या गायत्री गायत्र्या लोका भवन्ति । अर्चयन्ति तपः सत्यं मधु क्षरन्ति यद् ध्रुवम् । एतद्धि परमं तपः । आपो ज्योती रसो ऽमृतं ब्रह्म भूर् भुवः स्वर् ओं नम इति
vyāpako hi bhagavān rudro bhogāyamāno yadā śete rudras tadā saṃhāryyate prajāḥ / ucchvasite tamo bhavati tamasa āpo 'psv aṅgulyā mathite mathitaṃ śiśire śiśiraṃ mathyamānaṃ phenaṃ bhavati phenād aṇḍaṃ bhavaty aṇḍād brahmā bhavati brahmaṇo vāyuḥ vāyor oṃkāraḥ oṃkārāt sāvitrī sāvitryā gāyatrī gāyatryā lokā bhavanti / arcayanti tapaḥ satyaṃ madhu kṣaranti yad dhruvam / etaddhi paramaṃ tapaḥ / āpo jyotī raso 'mṛtaṃ brahma bhūr bhuvaḥ svar oṃ nama iti
For the Lord Rudra is all-pervading; and when he lies at rest, enjoying, then by Rudra the creatures are drawn in. At the out-breath there is darkness, from darkness the waters; the waters, churned by the finger — into cold; the cold, being churned, becomes foam; from the foam comes the egg, from the egg Brahmā, from Brahmā the wind, from the wind the Oṃkāra, from the Oṃkāra the Sāvitrī, from the Sāvitrī the Gāyatrī, from the Gāyatrī the worlds. They honour austerity and truth, they pour out honey — that which is firm; for this is the highest austerity: “the waters, the light, the savour, the immortal, Brahman, bhūḥ, bhuvaḥ, svaḥ, Om, homage.”
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A cosmogony, and one of the most singular in śruti.
It begins with His “lying at rest, enjoying”, bhogāyamāno śete. He does not toil, does not create by effort — he reposes.
And while He reposes, the creatures fold themselves into Him.
Then the unrolling begins, and its chain is this: out-breath — darkness — waters — churning with the finger — cold — foam — egg — Brahmā — wind — Oṃkāra — Sāvitrī — Gāyatrī — worlds.
Note the middle of this chain, where it turns almost domestic: the waters are churned with a finger, in the cold they foam, out of the foam comes the egg. So butter is churned from milk.
The comparison is usual in tradition: the churning of the ocean yielded both the poison and the amṛta.
And then the chain passes from substance to sound: from the wind the syllable Om, from Om the Sāvitrī, from the Sāvitrī the Gāyatrī, and from the Gāyatrī — the worlds.
That is the most striking thing. The worlds come not out of the egg but out of a metre of verse.
We read the same thought in the Gopāla-tāpanī, where the creator saw in the syllables of the mantra given him the shape of the world to come, and in the Rāma-tāpanī, where the whole moving and unmoving world lay in the seed of the name.
The section ends with the ancient libation formula: “the waters, the light, the savour, the immortal, Brahman, bhūḥ bhuvaḥ svaḥ, Om, homage”. With it the daily sandhyā is performed to this day.