The sacred Pāśupata vow and the profound practice of yoga were bestowed upon Kṛṣṇa, whose actions remain untouched by impurity. There, in that holy place, the Lord himself undertook severe austerities, worshipping the great god Rudra. With unwavering focus, his mind fixed solely on Śiva, Kṛṣṇa recited the Rudra mantra ceaselessly, day and night. Moved by his devotion, Mahādeva, Maheśvara, appeared in the sky accompanied by the goddess. Together with her, Kṛṣṇa beheld the majestic Mahādeva, whose radiance shone like a thousand suns. He gazed upon Śambhu, the lord of life-breath, and saw the primordial god standing before him. The primeval one revealed himself, holding a conch, sword, and discus in his hands. Kṛṣṇa witnessed the grandsire, the teacher of all worlds, shining brilliantly in the heavens. He saw Kumāra, the fire-lord, holding his spear, and also beheld Svāyambhuva Manu. In that moment, Kṛṣṇa contemplated the self within his own self. The virtuous proclaim that Mahādeva alone is all. Kṛṣṇa sought refuge in the god, the lord, declaring his devotion again and again. Remembering the pair of feet of the Lord by his grace, Kṛṣṇa always approached the supreme auspicious one, the true and glorious Lord of all. To Mahādeva, the eternal Lord, he bowed repeatedly. He offered salutations to the thunderbolt-holder, clad in the directions, with matted hair; to the one wearing a serpent as sacred thread, the source of fire; to the Lord who laughs with a resounding roar, and to the terrible one, Bhairava, bearer of the sword. He saluted the Lord of Ambika, the Lord of all creatures, whose form is both man and woman, who sets in motion Sāṃkhya and Yoga. He offered reverence to the teacher of Kumāra, the God of gods; to the great hunter, the Lord of Brahmā; to the yogi who is attainable through yoga, the very essence of yoga's power; to the skull-bearer, the Lord of the luminaries. “O Supreme Lord,” Kṛṣṇa prayed, “grant me all desires with your entire being.” He fell at the feet of the divine couple, bowing down like a staff. With a voice deep as thunder, he spoke sweet words: “You alone are the giver of all desires here for those who seek them. O best of men, there is nothing unattained by you. O Keśava, the great god, the supreme yogi, by his own yoga—having seen the Lord of the Universe and the goddess, daughter of the snowy mountain—I desire a son equal to myself, devoted to you; grant this, O Śaṅkara.” Having beheld the goddess Girijā, Keśava embraced her.