Verse 50

⁴⁶Having said this, Hari, the Bhagavan, fell silent; and by his own maya, with his parents looking on, he became at once an ordinary infant. ⁴⁷Then Sura's son, urged on by the Bhagavan, took up his son; and when he wanted to go out from the birth-chamber, at that moment the unborn one who was Yogamaya was born of Nanda's wife. ⁴⁸By her the doorkeepers, and the townspeople as well, had every working of their awareness taken from them and were laid down asleep; and all the doors, hard to get past, were shut with great panels and iron bolts and chains. ⁴⁹When Vasudeva came, carrying Krsna, these opened of themselves, as darkness opens before the sun. The cloud rained with a low thunder, and Sesa came behind, holding off the water with his hoods.

⁵⁰As the bountiful one rained again and again, the younger sister of Yama, foaming with the rush of her deep waters and her waves, churning with a hundred fearful whirlpools, gave him a road, as the sea did for the lord of Sri.