16. At the place of your most auspicious feet, comes the blissful crop of literature. Hence I stay, O mother Sadguru, under your shade, forever.
18. Unto whom, the sight, which is graceful of yours, gives refuge out of compassion, O mother, he truly becomes the creator(Bramha) of the universe in the form of all-knowledges, all of a sudden.
20. You are full in one and all the opulences, O Mother. You are the wish-fulfilling tree for the devotees. So now give me the order to do the narration of the holy book.
22. Filling the oceans, of all the nine emotions(Rasas*), (you) create herein, the literature-ornaments which are befitting, (&) the big mountains of huge import, in this holy book.
*Rasas - The nine emaotions - Love, Joy, Wonder, Peace, Anger, Courage, Sadness, Fear, Disgust