Joined together in a wondrous union, there appeared forms both white and yellow, gleaming with the radiance of gold and silver. Into this splendid scene, the parrot approached, his heart utterly free from doubt. O best of the twice-born, in that very moment, both forms vanished from sight—becoming invisible as if some marvelous event had taken place. The supreme mountain itself did not hinder the parrot’s progress. With a righteous and steadfast mind, the parrot beheld before him a forest alive with blossoming trees. From afar, those who possessed form caught a glimpse of the formless, a vision granted only to the pure of heart. Having reached the highest and most exalted path, the parrot continued onward, following behind. Then, revealing his own divine power, he became all beings—encompassing the entire creation within himself. In the mere span of a blink, the parrot’s ascent was accomplished. Sages and perfected beings appeared before him, declaring the way of his son. With his father, the parrot resounded through the three worlds, their voices echoing together. The righteous parrot responded, his sound reverberating as "Bhoḥ," drawing back the entire world—both the moving and the unmoving—with a mighty cry. Upon the slopes and in the hollows of the mountain, he addressed the parrot. Having relinquished all qualities, even those of sattva, he attained the supreme state. Thus, O Nārada, Vyāsa was entreated by the Blessed One and by Rudra. O Brahmin, behold within yourself the one who does not come, who has become Brahman itself. Having realized this state of Brahman, Śuka wandered freely among the worlds, leaving behind all ties of household life. He journeyed to the hermitage at Badarikā to see the great sages Nara and Nārāyaṇa. There, remaining steadfast in his austerities, he continually remembered Śuka. O dear one, he then traveled to Śvetadvīpa, the sacred white island where you, too, had journeyed before. There, he beheld Janārdana, the God of gods, sought after by the Vedas themselves. And by you, O lord of yogis, I was seen, abiding in the most secret place of all the gods. You ever tread the path of liberation, beholding the worlds as you will. O brāhmaṇa, Śuka then went to Vaikuṇṭha, that supreme abode honored by all the worlds. O Nārada, all these worlds shine only by the radiance of Him who shines there. In that realm, the ponds are covered with blooming lotuses and filled with the joyous play of celestial women. At the entrance stood doorkeepers, adorned with four arms and exquisite ornaments. Entering within, Śuka saw the Lord of gods, four-armed and glorious. He was worshipped by attendants bearing conch, discus, mace, and lotus. Adorned with a golden waistband, sacred thread, bracelets, and armlets, the Lord was served day and night by the perfected beings, their hands ever engaged in His worship. Salutations to Vāsudeva, the sole witness of all the worlds. Salutations to Hari, who rests upon Vāsuki and dwells in Śvetadvīpa. Salutations to Nṛsiṃha, to Him worshipped by Dhruva, to the Lord of Sāṃkhya and Yoga. Salutations to Nābhi, sustainer, creator, and dissolver of the worlds; to Kṛṣṇa, the maker of the Vedas, who appears as Buddha and Kalki; to the one known as Nara-Nārāyaṇa, to Śiśiviṣṭa, to Viṣṇu; to Ṛbhu, called Suvrata, to Sudhāmā, to Ajita; and to Yajña, the enjoyer of sacrifice, the most mighty, the seeker of the path. Thus, Śuka beheld the Supreme, worshipped Him with devotion, and moved freely among the worlds, ever established in the highest realization.