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## Chapter Sixty-Three: The Tale of the Chariot
**Balarama, filled with love, was extremely anxious to obtain water. Carrying Krishna in his heart, he continued to move forward. Though inauspicious omens obstructed him at every step, he still traveled far into the forest.** (1)
**He ran along the path taken by herds of deer, repeatedly deceived by mirages that appeared like pools of water. At that time, all directions seemed to him to be filled with rippling lakes.** (2)
**Then Balarama saw a lake teeming with sweet-voiced chakravakas, kalhansas, and sarasas. It was filled with waves and adorned with lotus flowers buzzing with bees.** (3)
**Upon seeing the lake, Balarama's heart let out a long sigh. The cool, fragrant breeze, as if expressing its friendship, touched his body.** (4)
**Seeing Balarama, thirsty wild animals approached from all sides with fearful eyes. He then reached the lake, fragrant with the intoxicating water of wild elephants, and was welcomed with great respect.** (5)
**He entered the cool water of the sacred pool, quenched his thirst, and relieved his suffering. He then made a vessel from a lotus leaf, filled it with water, and covered it with his cloth.** (6)
**Carrying the water, he ran with great speed. The dust raised by his feet turned his hair gray, and his heart trembled repeatedly with the fear, "I have left Krishna alone in this forest full of obstacles."** (7)
**1. Though obstructed by omens, he...** (1)