He is the hero, skilled in Daksha’s rites, who withstands the piercing cry. Hari stood in the holy seat, not of the womb’s month.

The green-tinted (Soma), the implement of strength, the hero, who has upheld heaven and earth, is enveloped in the filter like the sacrificer (in his house) to sit upon his station.

That Hero who produces strength, he who hath propped both worlds apart, Gold-hued, hath wrapped him in the sieve, to settle, priest-like, in his place.