Verse 14
He touches his hand· Verses 14–18
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14There he saw the lord of all the Satvatas, lord of Sri, lord of the sacrifice, lord of the world: the mighty one waited on by Sunanda and Nanda and Prabala and Arhana and the rest, the chief among his own attendants. 15His face was turned toward being kind to his servants, and it was wine to the eye, with its clear smile and its reddish eyes; he wore a crown and earrings, had four arms, was clothed in yellow, and was marked on the chest by Sri. 16He was seated on a seat worth all honour, the highest one, ringed by the four and the sixteen and the five powers, joined with the excellences that are his own and are nowhere else lasting: the Lord, taking his pleasure in his own place alone.
17His inward parts flooded with the gladness of that sight, his body bristling, his eyes in tears under the weight of love, the maker of the world bowed to his lotus feet, which are reached by the road of the highest swans. 18Then to him, who stood there full of love and was fit for his own command in the sending forth of creatures, he spoke words lit by a small smile, the loved one to the loving one, his mind pleased, touching his hand.