Summary

On one big lotus navel, sitting with both legs crossed was born the one Brahma; then once, when the two orbs feared to pass above three-walled Lanka, you bent the two ends of one mighty bow and shot one arrow, with two curved teeth spitting hell-fire; asking for three strides of four-lands, you came wearing the three-twist thread of the twice born ones, at once with two steps, you measured the three worlds; the four Quarters trembled when you rods the five-feathered garuda, to save the four-legged three-ichored two-eared unique elephant Gajendra.