Verse 57

⁵⁷Then the revered one, the mighty one, showed the gods his favour, saying, do not be afraid; and setting an arrow to his bow he let the weapon go against the cities. ⁵⁸Then arrows the colour of fire flew up out of the disc of the sun, like a mass of rays; and because of them the cities could not be seen. ⁵⁹Touched by them, all who lived in the cities fell down with their breath gone. Maya, the great yogin, carried them off and threw them into the well of juice. ⁶⁰Touched by the perfected nectar-juice, hard as the thunderbolt and of great force, they rose up like fires of lightning splitting the clouds. ⁶¹Seeing the one with the bull on his banner with his purpose broken and his mind cast down, the Bhagavan Visnu made a plan for it then.

⁶²Brahma became a calf then, and Visnu himself here became a cow; and going into the three cities at the right hour, they drank the nectar of the well of juice. ⁶³The demons saw it and did not forbid it, being bewildered. Knowing this, the great yogin sang to the guards of the juice. ⁶⁴He smiled, having no grief himself, at those struck with grief, and remembering that going of fate: There is no lord here, no god, no antigod, no man, nor any other,