From the stone of mine that was not moved, O Brahmanaspati, a sweet stream of strength flowed like twofold vigor from grass; he sprinkled all directions, the many-eyed, with the moist tide.

That stone-like, solid, down-hanging, water-laden (cloud), which Brahmaṇaspati has with his strength divided, the universal solar rays have drunk up; but they have again shed together the showering and water-spreading (rain).

The well with mouth of stone that poured a flood of meath, which Brahmapaspati hath opened with his might- All they who see the light have drunk their fill thereat: together they have made the watery fount flow forth.