Immeasurable and without beginning, the Supreme is both the foundation and that which is founded, existing without any support, beyond all comprehension. This is the God who dwells hidden in the cave of every heart, revered and served by the great yogis. His nature is sound itself, the very seed of all sound, the essence of the imperishable Om. He is ageless, the eternal witness, utterly beyond the grasp of speech and mind. The senses, the mind, the intellect, being itself, energy, strength, and steadfastness—all these are said to be of the nature of both knowledge and ignorance, and yet He is even beyond the highest of these. For those great souls who take refuge in Him, liberation is eternal and unending. With deepest reverence, I bow again and again—unceasingly I bow. I worship that immeasurable Person whose very name destroys the effects of evil deeds. I worship that which is utterly distinct from all, supreme, greater than the greatest. I worship the Supreme who dwells in the lotus of the heart, beyond both knowledge and ignorance. He is unborn, subtler than the subtlest, free from all limiting conditions. Known as Vishnu, the very abode of the universe, to Him I have taken refuge. More worthy of worship than the most worshipful, serene and tranquil, I seek shelter in the Lord. Superior to all, eternal, I bow to the all-pervading, imperishable One. Free from the effects of ignorance, He is sung by the wise as the Supreme Self. The best of the best, unborn and beyond the highest, I bow to Him. He is the very nature of knowledge, the treasure of knowledge, established in knowledge, all-pervading—Him I worship. Like the sun blazing forth, He shines as Indra in the form of the sun and as the lord of sacrifice. I worship that Person, inconceivable to speech and mind, of infinite power, knowable only through true knowledge. I take refuge in Him, whose fullness sustains the worlds, who is immeasurable. I bow to the primal one, honored by all sacrifices, who grants satisfaction and possesses mighty strength. He is the lover of virtue, the bestower of all desires, unattached, beyond the senses, holding the universe in His embrace, free from all craving. I do not worship that which is composed merely of speech or life-breath, but that which is realized through the diversity of knowledge and established in the imagination. Even the gods, beginning with the lotus-born Brahma, know Him; how then can I, desiring to please Him, truly comprehend His nature? O ocean of compassion, protect me, who am afflicted by fear; again and again I take refuge in You. Then, before him, the Blessed Lord, the treasury of all splendor, became manifest. He appeared adorned with a radiant crown, shining earrings, a splendid necklace, and armlets. A lustrous pearl was set upon His nose, enhancing the brilliance of His divine form. His feet, worshipped with tender tulasi leaves, shone with great light. Upon seeing Him, the foremost of Brahmins fell prostrate upon the ground in deep reverence. Crying out, "O slayer of Mura, protect, protect!" he fixed his mind on nothing else in that moment. Then the Lord, the best of sages, addressed him: "Choose a boon, dear one." Bowing once more, the devotee spoke to Janardana, the God of gods: "May I have unwavering devotion to You, even in birth after birth. Whether I am born among insects, birds, beasts, reptiles, demons, spirits, or humans—wherever I am born, O Keshava, by Your grace may I have steadfast devotion to You alone." "So be it," said the Lord of the worlds, touching him with the edge of His conch, and He granted him divine knowledge, rare even among yogis. While the foremost of Brahmins was praising Him, Janardana, the God of gods, smiling, placed His hand upon his head and spoke: "Go to the abode of Nara and Narayana; you will attain liberation. After obtaining all desires, one ultimately becomes a recipient of liberation." Thus, the devotee was blessed, his heart filled with the grace and assurance of the Supreme Lord.