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In that forest, adorned with fragrant creepers, filled with large bamboos, inhabited by vines and leafy lions, where the virtuous Jayavarman resides, who pacifies evil deeds, and where the beloved Priyal creepers, destroyers of sins, flourish, a sight unfolds like the path to liberation. This forest is cherished by the Sabaris, where sprouts emerge, and where the venerable Bhattaraka is seen, adorned with diverse sprouts.
This forest is a gathering of bees, where they savor the fragrance, and where the Nagas reside. It is filled with honey and consumed by fire. Here, the Pilu trees grow, their roars echoing, where the seasons change, and where the pilgrimage or shedding of the body, the discourse of Dharma or silence, the battle of the senses or the ultimate state, all exist. This forest is beneficial to ascetics, pure and joyful, where numerous designations like food and others are destroyed. It is filled with compassion, where the thoughts of the Arhat or the refuge in scriptures, the yogic sleep or wakefulness, all reside. Here, the actions of the wicked have been eradicated, the hope of death has vanished, the directions are radiant, the sorrow caused by space has been pacified, and the directions are filled with ascetics.