Verse 23

²³The sage, his mind lit up by their coming together and showing themselves, stood up there on his one foot and saw those bulls among the gods. ²⁴He bowed to the ground like a fallen staff and stood before them with his hands folded in honour: they were seated on the bull, the swan and the fair-winged bird, and each was marked with his own marks, ²⁵and each was made known to him by a look of pity and a smiling face. Struck back by the brightness of them, the sage shut his eyes, ²⁶and holding his mind leaning towards them, with his hands folded together, he praised those weightiest of all the worlds in smooth and well-made words.

²⁷Atri said: You have taken bodies age after age by the strands of maya as they are parcelled out in the arising and the standing and the dissolving of all this: Brahma, Visnu and the lord of the mountain. I bow to you. Which of you is it that I called here? ²⁸One Bhagavan was held in my thought here, by various means, so that I might have a child. How is it that you have come, you who are far even from the minds of those who wear bodies? Speak, and be gracious. My wonder at this is great.