After journeying to that sacred place, the boy bathed and, with devotion, recited the Vishnu mantra given to him by the wise brahmin. In the midst of a vast and fearsome forest, he settled at the foot of an ancient ashvattha tree, seeking divine grace. At this point, the learned Shaunaka inquired, “O revered one, please tell us of the supreme wealth bestowed by Shri Hari.” Sauti replied, “There is a mantra of twenty-two syllables, exceedingly rare even among the Vedas. With great devotion, Brahma imparted this mantra to the wise Kumara. It is: ‘Om, Shri, obeisance to the Lord of the rasa circle.’” Sauti continued, “Along with this, there is a profound hymn to the Supreme Person and a potent protective charm, which together form a radiant circle of light, shining as brilliantly as ten million suns. The Vaishnavas meditate upon this effulgent form deep within their hearts. In their meditation, they behold Him as having the fresh, dark hue of a raincloud, with eyes as lovely as autumn lotuses. His teeth are more beautiful than a string of pearls, and His charm surpasses that of countless Cupids. He stands in the graceful tribhanga pose, with two arms and clad in yellow garments, his cheeks adorned with jeweled earrings. From his knees upwards, he is garlanded with fragrant jasmine flowers, and his chest shines brilliantly with the Kaustubha gem. Ever surrounded by those blessed with eternal youth, he is worshipped, saluted, and praised by Brahma, Vishnu, Shiva, and all the gods. Yet, he remains untouched, a witness beyond qualities, transcending all nature. “O sage,” Sauti said, “thus have I described this meditation, hymn, and protective chant.” Meanwhile, the boy remained there in deep meditation, empowered and nourished by the perfected mantra. In his vision, he beheld himself seated upon a throne of jewels, adorned with radiant ornaments, surrounded by cowherds and cowherd women, all clad in yellow garments. He saw the Supreme Lord, praised by Brahma, Vishnu, Shiva, and others, the highest of the high. But when this wondrous vision faded, sorrow overwhelmed him, for he could no longer behold that divine form. As tears welled in his eyes, a voice resounded from the sky: “The form that was revealed once cannot be seen again now.” Yet, as the first vision departed, another divine form appeared before the boy. Hearing the celestial words, his sorrow vanished, replaced by joy. In the heavens, flowers rained down, though the celestial drums remained silent. At that moment, the boy’s body, his very skin and soul, merged into the supreme form of Brahman. For those whose bodies are eternal, appearance and disappearance happen at will. Sauti then told the sages, “Together with the great rishis Marichi and others, he emerged from the throat. From the throat of Vidhi, Narada also appeared. The son born from the mind of Dhātṛ was a foremost sage, and he was born suddenly at the side of Daksha. The sage Kardama is clearly mentioned in the Vedas as a word in Chāyā, and Marichi is distinctly referred to as a division of brilliance. In another birth, Bala performed a group of sacrifices.” Thus, the narrative unfolds, revealing the sacred lineage and the glory of meditation upon the Supreme.