The Bhagavadgita contains divine words emanating from the lips of God Himself. Its glory is infininte, unlimited. None can really describe it. Even Sesa, the thousand headed serpant-god, whose back forms the couch of God Vishnu, and Siva and Ganesa, cannot fully depict this glory. How can a puny mortal expect to do it?
The Epics and Puranas etc., have sung the glory of Gita at many places; but if all those words of praise are brought together, even then it cannot be declared that the praise of the Gita has been exhausted. The fact is that a full description of the glory of the Gita is never possible. For how can thing which can be fully described remain unlimited?
It at once becomes fininte and limited.
As a scripture, the Gita embodies the supreme spiritual mystry and secret. It contains the essence of all the four Vedas. Its style is so simple and elegant taht after a study man can easily follow the structure of its words; but the thought behind those words is so deep and abstruse that even a lifelong, constant study does not show one the end of it.
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