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## The Sixty-Fourth Chapter
Hearing those words, so pure and holy, which dispelled the darkness of ignorance, and which described the various sorrows of the ocean of existence, and the past lives of Bharata, the entire assembly became still, like a painted picture. [1-2]
Then, Bharata, with his earrings swaying, renowned for his prowess, majestic and radiant like Indra, arose. Filled with a great surge of emotion, his body humbled, his mind noble, he clasped his hands in a lotus posture. [3-4]
Kneeling on the ground, he bowed to the sage, his heart heavy with the burden of worldly existence. He spoke these beautiful words: [5]
"O Master, I have wandered for ages through thousands of births, each fraught with suffering. Exhausted by the great toil of the path, I beseech you, grant me the cause of liberation." [6]
"O Lord, I have been swept along for eons in the river of existence, tossed by the mighty waves of birth and death. Please, be my handhold, my support." [7]
Having spoken thus, he renounced all his possessions, freed himself from the bonds of the couch, and with great courage, plucked out his hair with his own hand. [8]
Attaining supreme enlightenment and embracing the great vows, Bharata was instantly initiated, becoming a supreme sage. [9]
In the heavens, the gods cried out, "Well done! Well done!" and showered divine flowers upon Bharata, now a sage. [10]
Inspired by Bharata's devotion, over a thousand kings renounced their worldly fortunes and embraced the life of a sage. [11]
Many others, lacking the strength to renounce, bowed to the sage and embraced the householder's life according to the scriptures. [12]
Keki, Bharata's mother, overwhelmed with grief and her mind consumed by sorrow, ran after him, weeping uncontrollably. She collapsed on the ground, overcome by despair. [13]