With their minds absorbed in the gentle streams, the lovers found delight beneath the shelter of cascading waterfalls and among the domes of clouds stirred by the wind. Resting from their own energies, they gazed upward to behold the vast, tranquil sky—empty, immense, and serene. In that boundless expanse, they discovered in each other’s depths mysteries never seen before, recesses so full that even hundreds of worlds could not exhaust them. Above them, layer upon layer, the heavens were veiled by strange forms—elemental clouds and celestial palaces, each covered separately, adding to the wonder. All around, the sky was adorned with the radiant peaks of Meru and other mountains, glowing with the brilliance of lotus gems, resembling the heart of a cosmic flame. The Himalayas shone with pearl-crested summits, their golden plateaus illuminating the golden land below. Emerald brilliance colored the grassy plains, while darkness crept in where vision faded, born from the absence of truth. The surface was decorated with clusters of pārijāta creepers and celestial palaces, its beryl shimmer blossoming like flowers of awakening. Swift movements of the mind and the powers of great siddhas traversed this realm, filling it with music and songs sung by divine women in aerial mansions. Rarely did the hosts of beings from the three worlds cross its expanse, which teemed with clans of gods and demons, each moving unseen by the others. At the borders dwelled circles of kumbhāṇḍas, rākṣasas, and guhyakas, while flocks of aerial beings were carried swiftly by powerful winds. The air resounded with the clamor of moving aerial palaces and thunderous noises, as the machinery of the sky was stirred by planets and stars. It was a place abandoned by those of little accomplishment, scorched by the sun’s rays, where innocent aerial palaces were burned by the wind from the mouth of the sun’s horse. The passage of guardians of the worlds and apsaras made the realm restless, shrouded in clouds of incense smoke from the burnt chambers of divine women. The ornaments of these women were scattered and seized by birds, and the radiance of the realm diminished, mingling the powers of accomplished beings, though its strength was depleted. Forceful collisions and dispersals among groups of accomplished beings scattered the dense clouds near the silken slopes of the Himalaya, Meru, and Mandara mountains. Surrounding this place were flocks of restless crows, owls, and vultures, dancing like waves upon the ocean, accompanied by bands of female spirits. Bands of yoginis with faces like dogs, crows, camels, and donkeys danced wildly, traversing hundreds of yojanas aimlessly, coming and going without purpose. It was a palace of clouds, filled with incense smoke rising before the guardians of the worlds, where pairs of accomplished beings and gandharvas began their festive unions. The path was overtaken by khadira trees, intoxicated by celestial songs, and constantly marked by countless birds dwelling in their nests. Nets of rivers were embedded in the shoulders of the wind, and divine children wandered eagerly to witness wonders—a place of marvels. Sometimes, doubts moved among those bearing thunderbolts, discs, spears, swords, and weapons; at other times, the houses resounded with the music of Tumburu and Narada. In some places, vast gatherings of great clouds crowded the paths, resembling the waters at the end of an age, with varied forms set as if painted, silent like mutes. Elsewhere, beautiful rainclouds, dark as the wings of mountain-dwelling birds, drifted; in other places, clouds shone with the golden glow of dripping sunlight. Some clouds were adorned with the cool radiance of the moon, raining gentle light; elsewhere, the ocean of clouds lay still, appearing as a net of emptiness. In certain places, the wind swept over grass-blades on terraces, making them lush; elsewhere, the shining surfaces of clouds were pure, bright with the luster of moving clusters of leaves. Sometimes, dust-laden winds made the valleys resemble those of Mount Meru; elsewhere, the sky was adorned with the radiance of celestial palaces and the beauty of heavenly maidens. In some places, the sky was empty, encircled by the wild dance of the Mothers; elsewhere, it was filled with the ever-roaring, agitated hosts of great yogis. There were assemblies of sages resting in tranquil meditation, peaceful and serene, equally distant from agitation, delightful to the minds of the virtuous. Groups of celestial women—kinnaras, gandharvas, and gods—sang in some places, while noble gods moved about, surrounded by steadfast cities in others. Some cities had blocked entrances, others were enclosed; elsewhere, cities conjured by illusion appeared, and in some places, towns were yet to arise. Lakes wandered by the moon appeared in some places, while elsewhere, lakes lay still; gatherings of accomplished beings arose in certain regions, and in others, the moon had just risen. The brilliance of sunrise shone in some places, darkness of night in others; some skies were tinged with twilight hues, while elsewhere, mist rendered them grey. Celestial palaces whitened the sky in some places, clouds poured rain in others; sometimes the sky appeared like solid ground, serving as a resting place for the worlds. Hosts of gods and demons moved swiftly upward and downward in some regions, while in others, they traveled in all directions—east, west, north, and south. Even hundreds of leagues were difficult to traverse in some places, shrouded in smoke; elsewhere, the sky appeared filled with indestructible, dense darkness. In some places, there was an imperishable, vast radiance like the sun or fire; in others, cold prevailed, as in the depths of the Himalayas, within the abodes of the moon and other luminaries. Great forests of wish-fulfilling trees danced atop lofty cities in some places; elsewhere, celestial cities fell from the sky, toppled by the defeat of demons. The descent of celestial vehicles marked streaks of fire in some regions, while elsewhere, the sky was agitated by the collision of hundreds of comets. Groups of auspicious planets seized the sky in some places, while elsewhere it was enveloped in darkness, and in other places, it shone with the radiance of day. Thus, the lovers beheld the wonders of the cosmos—its marvels, mysteries, and ever-changing beauty—each scene unfolding before them in the vastness of the sky.