I adore Ýr¶ RŒma, the supreme Deity, the object of worship even of Ýiva (the Destroyer of Cupid), the Dispeller of the fear of rebirth, the lion to quell the mad elephant in the form of Death, the Master of Yog¶s, attainable through immediate knowledge, the storehouse of good qualities, unconquerable, attributeless, immutable, beyond the realm of MŒyŒ, the Lord of celestials, intent on killing the evil-doers, the only protector of the BrŒhma˜as, beautiful as a cloud laden with moisture, who has lotus-like eyes and appeared in the form of an earthly king. (1)