Having beheld the divine presence, he attained supreme knowledge and realized the Lord of lords. Surabhi, filled with devotion, received sons from Rudra. Those who gazed upon the glorious Hara became fearless, their hearts overflowing with bliss. He achieved the highest state of yoga and became the foremost author of sacred scripture. He imparted the ancient, supremely meritorious text to worthy disciples among the twice-born. O best of men, this scripture comprised exactly twelve thousand verses. Here itself, the disciples revealed it, as spoken by Śāṃśapāyana. By the Lord’s command, he composed that unsurpassed treatise on yoga. Śukra, the foremost among those who know yoga, was born as a son from Maheśvara. You are worthy to behold Viśveśa, the fierce and formidable one with matted hair. The Pāśupata vow and yoga were bestowed upon Kṛṣṇa, whose actions are ever pure. There, the lord worshipped Rudra through rigorous austerities. With unwavering mind fixed upon Śiva, he recited the Rudra mantra day and night. Then Mahādeva, Maheśvara, appeared in the sky, accompanied by the goddess. With her, he beheld Mahādeva, radiant as a thousand suns. He saw Śambhu, the lord of life-breath, the primordial deity standing before him. He beheld the primeval one, holding conch, sword, and discus in his hands. He saw the grandsire, the teacher of the worlds, shining in the heavens. He saw Kumāra, the fire-lord, bearing his spear, and also witnessed Svāyambhuva Manu. He contemplated the self within his own self. The virtuous declare that you alone are all. You alone, O god and lord, I seek as refuge. You alone, O god and lord, I seek as refuge. Remembering your pair of feet through your grace, I always approach you, the true and glorious Lord of all, the supreme auspicious one. To you, Mahadeva, the eternal Lord, I bow again and again. Salutations to you, who hold the thunderbolt, who are clothed with the directions, with matted hair. Salutations to you, who wear a serpent as sacred thread, who are the source of fire. Salutations to you, who laugh with a resounding roar, and to the terrible one, again and again. Salutations to you, who are dressed as Bhairava, to Hara, the bearer of the sword. Salutations to the Lord of Ambika, to the Lord of all creatures. To the one whose form is both man and woman, who sets in motion Sāṃkhya and Yoga, to you, the teacher of Kumāra, the God of gods, salutations. Salutations to the great hunter, to the Lord of Brahmā. Salutations to the yogi, who is attainable through yoga, who is the very essence of yoga's power. Salutations to you, the skull-bearer, the Lord of the luminaries. O Supreme Lord, with your entire being, grant me all my desires.