Bhagavad Gita 11.24
नभःस्पृशं दीप्तमनेकवर्णं व्यात्ताननं दीप्तविशालनेत्रम्। दृष्ट्वा हि त्वां प्रव्यथितान्तरात्मा धृतिं न विन्दामि शमं च विष्णो॥
nabhaḥ-spṛiśhaṁ dīptam aneka-varṇaṁ vyāttānanaṁ dīpta-viśhāla-netram dṛiṣhṭvā hi tvāṁ pravyathitāntar-ātmā dhṛitiṁ na vindāmi śhamaṁ cha viṣhṇo
Translation
Radiant, Thou touchest heaven, rainbow-hued, With opened mouths and shining vast-orbed eyes. My inmost self is quaking, having seen, My strength is withered, Vishnu, and my peace.
What it means
Touching the sky, blazing, many-colored, with gaping mouths and vast fiery eyes: seeing You thus, my inmost self is shaken, and I find no courage or peace, O Vishnu. Beauty and horror are one at this scale. The nervous system of even a hero has limits.
Try this today
The honest report of overwhelm: composure gone, stability gone.
Something to reflect on
What experience has ever exceeded my capacity to hold it?
Read it in Yathora