Verse 8

¹Then came a time filled with every good quality, the most beautiful of all: the very hour when the birth-star of the Unborn was in the sky, with the stars and the planets and the asterisms at peace. ²The quarters cleared, the sky rose bright with its host of spotless stars, and the earth was a mine of towns and villages and cattle camps thick with auspicious things. ³The rivers ran with clear water, the pools were lovely with lotuses, and the lines of the forest stood in flower with the noise of birds and of swarms of bees. ⁴A wind blew, pleasant to the touch, clean, carrying holy scents; and there the fires of the twice-born, which had gone quiet, blazed up.

⁵The minds of the good, who are set against the demons, grew clear. As the Unborn was being born, kettledrums sounded in the sky. ⁶The kinnaras and gandharvas sang, the siddhas and caranas praised him, and the vidyadhara women danced then along with the apsarases. ⁷The sages and the gods, glad in themselves, let flowers fall; and the rain-clouds thundered low, low, following along the sea. ⁸At midnight, with the darkness come up, as Janardana was being born, Visnu, who lies in the cave of every heart, showed himself in Devaki, who had the form of a goddess, as the full moon shows in the eastern quarter.