Indra, the king of the gods, was greatly troubled. He spoke with concern to his daughter, Jayantī: “This Kāvyas is performing fierce austerities, but not for my sake. His unwavering resolve deeply disturbs me, O daughter.” Wanting to protect his position among the gods, Indra instructed Jayantī, “Go to him. Honor him with gentle services that relieve his fatigue, and offer attentions that delight his mind. Be diligent—do not neglect any opportunity to please him.” Obedient and virtuous, goddess Jayantī, daughter of Indra, approached Kāvyas. She found him greatly weakened by his austerities, yet steadfast, absorbed in meditation and calm. Following her father’s instructions, she served Kāvyas with devotion, soothing him with gentle words of praise and comfort. She attended to him at the proper times, massaging him and caring for his needs, bringing him relief and solace. With unwavering attention, she served him in this way for many years. At last, when Kāvyas completed his dreadful thousand-year vow of living amidst smoke, Jayantī approached him and humbly asked him to choose a boon. Pleased with her service and the completion of his great penance, Kāvyas responded, “What you have accomplished has not been done by anyone else. Because of your austerity, wisdom, learning, and strength, and by your brilliance, you will surpass all the gods. Whatever knowledge I possess, O son of Bhṛgu, all the limbs and all the secrets of the sacrificial Upaniṣads—whose beginning and end are unknown to any—will become manifest to you. Therefore, you will become the foremost among the twice-born.” Thus, Kāvyas—also known as Bhārgava—was repeatedly granted boons: invincibility, lordship over wealth, and immunity from harm. Receiving these blessings, Kāvyas was filled with joy. In his delight, a divine hymn to Maheśvara arose within him. Standing with reverence, Kāvyas praised the blue-red-throated Lord: “Salutations to Śitikaṇṭha, the radiant one who drinks wine, who delights in destruction and disappearance, who is the year, O Lord of the world. Salutations to the matted-haired one, whose hair stands upright, to the horse, to the primal cause; to the refined, to the excellent pilgrimage, to the god of gods, to the swift. Salutations to the crowned one, the well-formed, the thousand-eyed, the generous; to him whose seed is wealth, to Rudra, the ascetic, the one clad in bark. Salutations to the short one, the loose-haired, the commander, the red one. Salutations to the poet, the aged king, the one who plays with Takṣaka; to the lord of mountains, the one with the sun as his eye, the ascetic, Jāmbava; to the well-shaped, the good-handed, the archer, Bhārgava. Salutations to the thousand-armed, the one with a thousand spotless eyes, a thousand bellies, a thousand feet, a thousand heads, the one of many forms, the creator; to Bhava, the universal form, the white one, the person. Salutations to the sword-bearer, the armored, the subtle, the destroyer; to the copper-colored, the formidable, the fierce, and the auspicious. To the tawny, the spotted, the reddish-brown, the ruddy; to the great god, to Śarva, to the universally-formed, auspicious one. To the golden, the excellent, the best, the middle; to the wielder of Pināka, the swift, the brilliant, the red one. To the drum, the one-footed, the worthy, wisdom itself; to the deer-hunter, the serpent, the steadfast, the terrifying. To the one of many forms, the fierce, the three-eyed lord; to the tawny, the sole hero, to death, to Tryambaka. To the lord of dwellings, the one without strings, to Śaṅkara, the auspicious; to the forest-dweller, the cave-dweller, the ascetic, the celibate. To Sāṅkhya, to Yoga, to the meditator, to the initiated; to the hidden, to Śarva, to the honored, to the garlanded. To the wise, the virtuous, the righteous, the auspicious; to the restrainer, the clever, the Brahmin-like, the great sage. To the four-footed, the pure, the righteous, the swift; to the crested, the skull-bearer, the fanged, the universal sacrificer. To the irresistible, the brilliant, the radiant, the wise; to the cruel, the deformed, the dreadful, the auspicious. To the gentle, the virtuous, the righteous, the auspicious; to the invincible, the dead-bodied, the eternal, the everlasting. To the swift one, to Sharabha, to the three-eyed bearer of the trident; to the drinker of Soma, of clarified butter, of smoke, and of heat. To the pure one, the flaming one, the one born instantly, to Death; to the eater of flesh, the dwarf, the wise, and the lightning-formed. To the one who is resorted to, the most renowned, the descendant of Bharata, the one who pervades the midspace; to patience, strength, honor, truth, and the burning one. To the destroyer of Tripura, the shining one, the one with the discus, the hairy one; to the one with sharp weapons, the pure, the accomplished, and to Pulastya. To the radiant one, the fragmentary, the abundant, the bull; to the serpent, the gatherer, the peaceful, and the one with upward-flowing seed. To the destroyer of sin, the destroyer of sacrifice, to Death, the worthy of sacrifice; to the blazing one, the wise, the fire, and the tender shoot. To the sandy one, the clear, the most excellent, the one with vision; to the swift bull, the one with a good bow, the most pure, and the beloved. To the destroyer of demons, the destroyer of cattle, the obstacle, the one who lies down; to the wandering one, the great, the end, the difficult to reach. To the skillful, the lowest, the lord of the worlds; to the free from disease, the upright, the one established in union. To the golden-armed, the truthful, the pacifier; to the dark-skinned, the one born in the month of Magha, the destroyer, the one-eyed. Thus, with a heart full of gratitude and devotion, Kāvyas extolled the many forms and glories of Lord Maheśvara, the great god who pervades all.