Aditi, the revered mother of the gods, was protected by Vishnu’s Sudarshana discus—the mighty weapon that destroys the Daityas and is ever compassionate to his own devotees. When a fierce fire threatened to consume her, it left Aditi unharmed, burning her enemies in an instant. This marvel was witnessed by noble sages, who are always devoted to guiding others. For who could harm the virtuous, those absorbed in meditation upon Hari? The gods, Siddhas, and great sages dwell among the excellent, and what can be said of those whose minds are fixed in meditation, devoted to the name of Hari? Wherever the Lord abides, there Lakshmi and all the deities are present; in that place, neither kings nor thieves nor diseases exist. Witches and demons cannot trouble the worshippers of the infallible one. Wherever he resides, all sacred places and deities are found. There, all auspicious things gather; that place becomes holy, a hermitage of austerity. Whether through hymns or offerings, or through meditation itself, Aditi was neither burned nor destroyed by Vishnu’s discus. Near her appeared the Lord, bearing the conch, discus, and mace. He touched her with his holy hand and spoke gently to the beloved wife of Kashyapa: “You have been weary for a long time; blessings to you—without doubt, you will prosper. Do not fear, O blessed one; surely auspiciousness will come to you.” Aditi, bowing down, praised him who brings happiness to all worlds. She glorified him as the cause of all activity, distinguished by qualities such as sattva, yet whose singular form is beyond all qualities, whose essence is qualities itself. She honored him as affectionate to true devotees, whose nature is auspiciousness, and bowed to that primeval Lord for the attainment of her purpose. She saluted him as the cause of the universe, united and the magician, whose form is the universe itself, revered by all. Those who worshipped him attained supreme perfection; she saluted the lotus-navelled one, exceedingly close to devotees, who associates with the devoted. Though he forms association for himself, she saluted the Lord who is free from association. She bowed to the giver of the fruit of sacrifice, the awakener of sacrificial acts, the supreme abode, the witness of all worlds, who appeared at the dawn of creation. Thus, she saluted the leader of the world, the teacher of the universe, whose supreme nature remains unknown to many, the Lord of all. His true being is beyond proof; she bowed to him, the witness of knowledge. From his thighs arose the Vaiśya; from his feet, the Śūdra was born. From his mouth came Agni and Indra; from his breath, Vāyu was born. She offered repeated salutations to him, endowed with six limbs, recognizing him as Agni, Nirṛti, Varuṇa, and also the Sun. The mountains, Siddhas, Gandharvas, rivers, earth, and oceans—all forms are his form. “O God, all forms are your form; therefore, may there always be salutations to you,” she prayed. “O Janārdana, protect my sons who are afflicted by the Daityas.” With palms joined and tears of joy streaming down her cheeks, Aditi spoke these words, her heart overflowing with devotion.