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## Ninth Chapter
Where there are many ponds filled with lotuses, with golden lotuses blooming, and made beautiful by the sweet and deep sounds of the swans. ||55|| Where there are ponds adorned with blooming lotuses, forests filled with mad kokilas, and beautiful playgrounds everywhere. ||56|| Where the gentle wind blows softly, shaking the trees, and spreading the pollen of lotuses everywhere, as if scattering fragrant powder. ||57|| Where the earth is covered with pollen carried by the wind, and shines as if covered with a yellow silken cloth. ||58|| Where the pollen carried by the wind from all directions gathers in the sky, creating the beauty of a vast canopy. ||59|| Where there is no heat, no rain, no frost, no excessive rain, no snakes, scorpions, bedbugs, or other harmful creatures that frighten beings. ||60|| Where there is no moonlight, no division of night and day, no change of seasons, and all things that bring happiness remain eternally the same. ||61|| Where the forests are always filled with flowers, the lotus ponds always have lotuses, and the lands covered with the dust of jewels are always happy. ||62|| Where the newly born Aryas remain lying on their beds for the first seven days. During this time, the Acharyas have declared that sucking the sweet thumb is their divine food. ||63|| After that, the wise say that both the couples, in the second week, crawl on the earth, like a stage, from one place to another. ||64|| Then, in the third week, they stand up, speak indistinctly but sweetly, and start walking on the ground, playing and falling. ||65|| Then, in the fourth week, they start walking with their feet firmly planted, and in the fifth week, they become endowed with many arts and virtues. ||66|| In the sixth week, they become fully grown, and in the seventh week, they are born as Mogamagins, wearing beautiful clothes and ornaments, and enjoying pleasures. ||67||
They roam with great joy, considering the sweet, soft, and beautiful grass-like wealth as a kind of elixir. ||54||