Sūta said: Hearing this, the Lord, the sage of the demigods, birth and deeds, Vyasa, the son of Satyavati, asked him again.

Vyasa said: When the learned Brahmanas were engaged in their alms, what did you, O Lord, do in the presence of your friends today?

O Supreme Being, by what means did you exist in the past? How did you manifest this body when the time came?

O best of the gods, your memory regarding the subject of creation is not obstructed by time; this is the ultimate dissolution of all.

Narada said: When the learned Brahmanas were engaged in their alms, what did you, O Lord, do in the presence of your friends?

My mother is the one who is of one essence with me; she is the foolish maidservant who has bound me with affection.

The eternal ones do not desire the welfare of the world, just as a woman made of wood does not wish for the well-being of her husband.

I, born in that Brahmin family, am a child dependent on the directions, time, and place.

Once, at night, while milking a cow, a serpent, urged by time, bit the poor woman who had left her home.

Then, I, desiring the peace of the devotees of the Lord, considered it my duty to establish the northern direction.

In that place, there are flourishing villages and towns, along with forests and groves.

The trees, resembling the colorful mountains, are broken by the waves of the water bodies, and the lotuses, served by the gods, bloom in the sacred waters.

With colorful sounds and chariots of leaves, the bees, adorned with beauty, create a delightful atmosphere amidst the bamboo groves and the dense thickets.

I alone have traversed this vast forest, which is terrifying and resembles a fearful form, filled with wild animals and owls.

Exhausted in my senses and mind, I, feeling satisfied and hungry, bathe and drink from the river, and my fatigue is gone.

In that forest, I, the son of Manu, seated on the pipal tree, contemplate the self, as heard, without distraction.

Meditating on the lotus feet, with a mind absorbed in devotion, my heart was filled with tears of longing; slowly, Hari appeared.

Overwhelmed by love, my body was filled with ecstatic shivers; immersed in the ocean of bliss, I could not see anything, O sage.

The form of the Lord, which is captivating to the mind, suddenly appeared before me, and I became restless due to my intense longing.

Desiring to see that, I focused my mind in my heart; even while looking, I felt unsatisfied, as if I were unfulfilled.

Thus striving in solitude, I heard a deep, smooth voice, purifying my heart with its sacred sound.

O Lord, in this birth, you do not deem me worthy to see you. I am difficult to behold for those who are unripe and of bad conduct.

Once you have shown this form, O sinless one, my desire is for you. Gradually, I release all beings from their attachments.

By serving the good, my mind has become firmly attached to you. Leaving this world, I am going to immerse myself in you.

My mind is bound to you and will never fall into distress. Even in the creation of beings, memory arises from your grace.

Having spoken thus, he withdrew, that great being, the lord of the sky, the formless God. I, too, in compassion, bow my head to him, the greatest among the great.

Remembering the auspicious deeds done by the infinite one, they wander about, free from desires, waiting for the time, without delusion and envy.

Thus, just as the pure soul, unattached to the thoughts of Krishna, appears in time, so does the divine light of the Lord.

When I am engaged in the pure Bhagavata form, the five elements fall away, and I attain liberation.

At the end of the cycle, taking this, he enters the inner self of the Lord, who is lying on the waters.

From the beginning of a thousand ages, the sages, desiring to create, are born from the life force.

Those who are engaged in the practice of austerities, both internally and externally, are sometimes blessed by the great Vishnu, and they do not face obstacles.

I sing the glories of Lord Hari while being enchanted by this Veena adorned with the essence of sound, which was given by Devadatta.

The beloved Shravana, who is the embodiment of virtue, quickly appears in my mind, as if called upon, when I sing his glories.

For those whose minds are afflicted by the touch of worldly desires, the ocean of existence is seen as the description of Lord Hari's pastimes.

Those who are overcome by desires and attachments through the paths of yoga, such as Yama and others, do not attain peace without the service of Mukunda.

Everything that has been spoken is known to me, O sinless one. The secret of my birth and deeds is your satisfaction of the soul.

Soot spoke: Thus conversing, the Lord Narada summoned the son of Vasudeva and, having called for the veena, the sage departed unexpectedly.

Oh, how fortunate is this sage, whose fame is that of Sharanga's bow, who sings and delights the distressed world with his melody.