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The Thirty-Third Chapter
137. The wind, fragrant with the scent of Mandara blossoms, shook the groves of creepers. It seemed to be a purifier, like the rising sun. ||6||
A shower of flowers fell, filling the sky-like courtyard. The earth was cleansed, and the cool drops of water fell evenly. ||66||
The sound of the great drums resonated in the sky-like courtyard. The peacocks, with their proud necks, heard the thunderous roar of the clouds. ||70||
The path, softened by the pressure of a multitude of fallen blossoms, was smooth and gentle. The king, tireless, walked along it. ||71||
Then, climbing the mountain, he saw on its peak the Jain assembly, as described before. ||72||
All the gods and demons gather there, waiting for the auspicious occasion. Thus, the wise ones have called it the Samavasarana. ||73||
The king approached the Dhulisala, which, with its own radiance, created an unbroken circle like the rainbow. ||74||
He crossed the Dhulisala, which was adorned with golden pillars and jeweled arches, and worshipped the Manastambha. ||75||
At the foot of the Manastambha, he saw ponds filled with clear, cool water and lotus flowers. They were like the pure and serene teachings of the Jains. ||76||
Within the circumference of the Dhulisala, he saw, in the lanes, lands fit for the dwelling of gods. ||77||
A little further on, he saw a moat filled with water. It was clear and deep, like the minds of virtuous men. ||78||
Then he saw a grove of creepers, covered with flowers of all kinds. The bees, intoxicated by the nectar of the flowers, buzzed around. ||79||
He saw that the Trilokinath, the Jina, was present nearby. ||67||
The wind, fragrant with the scent of Mandara blossoms, shook the groves of creepers. It seemed to be a purifier, like the rising sun. ||68||
A shower of flowers fell, filling the sky-like courtyard. The earth was cleansed, and the cool drops of water fell evenly. ||69||
The sound of the great drums resonated in the sky-like courtyard. The peacocks, with their proud necks, heard the thunderous roar of the clouds. ||70||
The path, softened by the pressure of a multitude of fallen blossoms, was smooth and gentle. The king, tireless, walked along it. ||71||
Then, climbing the mountain, he saw on its peak the Jain assembly, as described before. ||72||
All the gods and demons gather there, waiting for the auspicious occasion. Thus, the wise ones have called it the Samavasarana. ||73||
The king approached the Dhulisala, which, with its own radiance, created an unbroken circle like the rainbow. ||74||
He crossed the Dhulisala, which was adorned with golden pillars and jeweled arches, and worshipped the Manastambha. ||75||
At the foot of the Manastambha, he saw ponds filled with clear, cool water and lotus flowers. They were like the pure and serene teachings of the Jains. ||76||
Within the circumference of the Dhulisala, he saw, in the lanes, lands fit for the dwelling of gods. ||77||
A little further on, he saw a moat filled with water. It was clear and deep, like the minds of virtuous men. ||78||
Then he saw a grove of creepers, covered with flowers of all kinds. The bees, intoxicated by the nectar