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## Chapter 16: The Great Purana
**144.** The Lord saw the Jahnavi, adorned with deer, their necks stretched out, resting on the banks, called forth by the sweet songs of the Kinnaras.
**145.** Her banks, adorned with the graceful, melodious cries of the Sarasas, and the hips of the divine women, seemed to be laughing with their wide, beautiful forms.
**146.** She was accompanied by fourteen thousand tributary rivers, their arms raised in embrace, like the waves of the ocean.
**147.** The Lord saw the Jahnavi, whose beauty was revealed, like a garland placed on the neck of the ocean by the Himalayas.
**148.** The king, seeing the Ganga, whose beauty was enhanced by the autumn season, whose garments were the rows of trees on the banks, whose hips were the sand dunes, whose navel was the deep whirlpool, and who resembled a young woman, experienced unparalleled joy.
**149.** The wind, fragrant with the nectar of lotuses, gently moved the leaves of the trees on the banks, revealing the languid beauty of the Ganga, whose waves were constantly stirred by the divine ocean. The wind, carrying the fragrance of the divine ocean, relieved the weariness of the king's wives.