At the very heart of Hari’s radiant city, a wondrous temple stands, its brilliance rivaling refined gold and the youthful sun. Adorned with countless jewels, its splendor dazzles the eyes. Around it flutter hundreds of thousands of flags, and the temple itself stretches vast for tens of yojanas, encircled by shining ramparts of gold. Colorful and artfully crafted banners of every hue adorn its walls, delightful to behold, so that the temple gleams like the autumn moon amidst a sky of stars. Four broad gates open in the four directions, each guarded by vigilant sentinels, and the temple is joined to seven magnificent cities, each more enchanting than the last. The first city is fashioned of pure gold, the second shimmers with emeralds, the third glows with sapphire, and the fourth is built of great blue stone. The fifth city sparkles with the brilliance of ruby, the sixth is made entirely of diamond, and the seventh, resplendent, is formed from beryl. Within this celestial realm stands a great mansion, its pillars adorned with every kind of gem, gold, and coral sprouts, wondrous in their appearance. Here, perfected beings—radiant and pure—are seen shining in all ten directions, like the full moon surrounded by stars on a clear night. In the midst of this glory, Bhagavān Janārdana is enthroned with Lakṣmī by his side. He is dark-hued, clad in yellow garments, and bears the auspicious mark of Śrīvatsa upon his chest. In his right hand, Hari holds the blazing Sudarśana discus, fierce and radiant, the master of all weapons. With his left, Keśava lifts a shining necklace, luminous as jasmine, the moon, and milk, whose very sound shakes the entire world. This is the renowned Pāñcajanya, adorned with a thousand spirals, fierce and formidable, the destroyer of evil-doers and demons, blazing like tongues of fire, so fierce that even the gods cannot withstand her. In another right hand, he wields the mighty Kaumodakī mace; in his left, the bow Śārṅga, brilliant as the sun, its quiver ever full. His arrows, wreathed in flames and radiant as the sun, have the power to destroy the worlds of gods, both moving and unmoving. Hari brings joy to all, his form resplendent, the master of all scriptures, the guru of all worlds, and revered even by the gods themselves. He is the lord of gods, possessing a thousand heads, a thousand feet, a thousand eyes, a thousand limbs, and a thousand mighty arms, known as the Thousand-named. Seated upon a radiant throne, his eyes as wide and beautiful as lotus petals and shining like lightning, he is the Lord and teacher of the universe. Around him gather hosts of gods and siddhas, bands of gandharvas and apsarases, yakṣas, vidyādharas, nāgas, sages, and cāraṇas. Suparṇas, demons, titans, rākṣasas, guhyakas, kinnaras, and other divine beings all offer their praises, and he shines amidst their adoration. Within this abode dwell Fame, Wisdom, Intelligence, Sarasvatī, Understanding, Thought, Patience, Success personified, and Radiance. Gāyatrī, Sāvitrī, Maṅgalā—the source of all auspiciousness—Splendor, Thought, Beauty, and Nārāyaṇī herself are present. Also residing there are Śraddhā, the goddess Kauśikī, Lightning, Saudāminī, Sleep, Night, Māyā, and other celestial women. All these divine beings abide in the dwelling of Vāsudeva; indeed, everything is established there. The famed apsarases—Ghṛtācī, Menakā, Rambhā, Sahajanyā, Tilottamā, Urvaśī, Nimlocā, and countless others, both great and small—are present. Mandodarī the fortunate, Viśvācī with her broad face, Bhadrāṅgī, Citrasenā, Pramlocā, all of enchanting beauty, grace this realm. Rāmā, whose charms bewilder even the sages, Candramadhyā of auspicious face, Sukeśī, Nīlakeśā, and Manmathadīpinī are also found there. Alambuṣā, Miśrakeśī, Muñjikasthalā, Kratusthalā the beautiful-limbed, Pūrvacitti, and many others join them. Parāvatī of great form, Śaśilekhā of auspicious face, those who move with the grace of swans, and those who walk with the majesty of intoxicated elephants are all present. Bimbauṣṭhī, Navagarbhā, and other renowned celestial women, along with countless apsarases, proud of their beauty and youth, fill the court. With slender waists, beautiful faces, and adorned with every ornament, they are skilled in song and dance, possessing all auspicious marks. Every day, these women of the gods and Gandharvas, skilled in singing and playing instruments, dance joyfully in the presence of the Supreme Person. In this realm, there is no disease, no fatigue, no death, nor cold or heat, no hunger or thirst, no old age, no deformity, nor any suffering. This abode bestows the highest bliss and grants every desired fruit. O twice-born, there is no world higher than Viṣṇu’s realm. Even the worlds of heaven, praised for the virtuous, do not compare to even a sixteenth part of Viṣṇu’s world. Thus, the abode before Hari is endowed with every enjoyment and quality, bestowing all happiness, holy and full of wonders. Yet, those who are atheists, sensual, ungrateful, slanderers, thieves, or undisciplined do not attain this realm. Only those who worship Vāsudeva, the teacher of the world, with unwavering devotion, surely reach Viṣṇu’s world—of this there is no doubt. On the southern shore of the ocean, in that supremely rare and sacred field, those who have beheld Kṛṣṇa, Rāma, and Subhadrā, O best of Brāhmaṇas, and those who leave their bodies near the wish-fulfilling tree in Purushottama, ascend to that most exalted place.