At some stage of enquiry, we realize that all around us is Narayana or Vasudeva.

We lay down our actions to become "a willing servitor of the divine", or as the poem goes:

we've made something special.
Fashioned by our hands, guided by
That divine craftsman who waits patiently
For His designs to become fully wrought.

So we are impelled to strive constantly, waiting for the divine plan or Lila to unfold...