You are the tree of the world. You are the banian, You are he who sleeps on a banian leaf when the universe, after dissolution, becomes one infinite sheet of water. You are he who shows mercy to all worshippers, assuming as you like the forın of Hari or Hara or Ganesha or Arka or Agni or Wind etc. You have proportions. You have a mouth vast enough to swallow the universe at once.