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## Chapter Twenty-Three
**561. Praharṣiṇī Vṛtta**
You are the friend, you are the Guru, you are the Lord, you are the Creator, you are the father of the universe. The being who meditates on you attains the bliss of immortality. O Lord, today, save these three worlds from destruction. Show them the path that will liberate them from the suffering of birth and death and lead them to the infinite bliss of liberation. ||143||
**Rucira Vṛtta**
The best yogis, desiring to know the supreme, imperishable, blissful abode, contemplate the words of your supreme teachings. ||144||
**Svayoḍita Vṛtta**
Those who follow the path revealed by you, O Jinendra, and are filled with supreme joy and a lineage of bliss, burn the vine of samsara with the flames of your teachings. ||145||
**Mattamayūra Vṛtta**
Your white chamaras, like waves of the ocean of milk stirred by the wind, or like a cluster of moonbeams, are beautiful to behold. Seeing them, beings are freed from the bondage of samsara. ||146||
**Saiṃha Pīṭha Vṛtta**
Your throne, shining with its own brilliance, surpassing even the sun, is vast and high. Adorned with jewels, it is worshipped by the gods and, with its glory, humbles all the worlds. It shines like the peak of Mount Meru. ||147||
**Majubhāṣiṇī Vṛtta**
This magnificent, divine form of yours, created by divine artisans, is a shelter from the scorching sun, like the cool moon in autumn. ||148||
**Loka**
People bow down again and again. ||142||