Let us contemplate the auspicious goddess whose lotus feet shine with the brilliance of land-born lotuses. Her feet are tinged red by the pollen from the coral tree adorning Indra’s crown, and her head is graced with lines of bees drawn to the flowers worn by ascetics. She is the best among the excellent, the generous giver of boons, ever eager to shower favor upon her devotees. Having meditated upon this goddess, who embodies the threefold path, one should proceed with reverence: offering her a seat, water for washing her feet, water for welcoming, water for bathing, and fragrant ointments. Garments, ornaments, garlands, scents, and water for sipping should be presented with devotion. After these offerings, one should bow with folded hands and praise her, reciting the hymn spoken by Kauthuma and the sacred dialogue between Vishnu and Brahma. Brahma addressed Vishnu, saying, “O Vishnu, the hymn to your feet destroys sin and brings merit.” Then Narayana replied, “I bow to that Ganga who arose from the essence of Radha’s body. At the dawn of creation, in Goloka, within the circle of the rasa dance, surrounded by cowherds and cowherd girls during the great festival of Radha, she manifested.” The glory of Ganga is vast beyond measure. Her expanse is spoken of in many ways: ten million yojanas wide and a hundred times as long; sixty hundred thousand yojanas wide and four times as long; twenty hundred thousand yojanas wide and four times as long; thirty hundred thousand yojanas wide and five times as long; six yojanas wide and ten times as long; one hundred thousand yojanas in breadth and seven times as long; one hundred thousand yojanas wide and six times as long; sixty thousand yojanas in length, ten times that in length; one hundred thousand yojanas wide and six times as long; ten hundred thousand yojanas wide and five times as long; one thousand yojanas wide and seven times as long; a thousand yojanas in width and seven times as long. In Pātāla, Bhogavatī is ten yojanas wide, and at one point only a krośa wide, diminishing further, nowhere else. Her radiance changes with the ages: in Satya, she is white as milk; in Treta, she resembles the moon; in Kali, she shines with the radiance of water, and nowhere else on earth. Her power is incomparable, as revealed in the Purāṇas and the Vedas. Even a single drop of her water, O Pitāmaha, purifies the sinner. Thus, O Brahma, the twenty-one verses extolling the glory of Ganga have been spoken. Whoever recites them daily with devotion, worshipping the goddess of the gods, will be blessed: a childless man will gain a son, one without a wife will find a beloved, the obscure will become renowned, a fool will become wise, a bad dream will turn auspicious, and one will attain the fruit of bathing in the Ganga. Nārāyaṇa then said: He went, taking her, to the place where the Sāgaras had perished. Swiftly, they reached Vaikuṇṭha, carried by the breeze touched by Gaṅgā. Thus, the entire excellent story of Gaṅgā has been told. And then Nārada asked, “When Rādhā departed, what happened then?