Verse 12

¹²My sons born of the mind, born before you, Sanaka and the rest, went through the sky about the worlds, with nothing left in the worlds that they wanted. ¹³Once they went to the dwelling of the Bhagavan of Vaikuntha, whose self is spotless, that home of Vaikuntha which all the worlds bow to, ¹⁴where the people all dwell in forms like his own, who worshipped Hari with a dharma that had no cause behind it, ¹⁵and where the first Person sits, the Bhagavan who is come at through the word, holding up a clarity with no dust in it, the bull, giving ease to us his own. ¹⁶Where there is a wood named the Highest Good, with trees that give what is asked, shining with the beauty of every season, like aloneness with a body of its own.