The Crest-Jewel of Siddhantas

...is the one who washes away the faults of those who bow. Furthermore, what kind of Sun? The beloved of the lotus Jalajini. Here, the word jalajini also includes the night-blooming lotus kumudini, because he makes them bloom with his rays that are reflected in the lunar disc. In this way, he is the nature of the benefactor of all things in the three worlds—the aquatic and terrestrial. May that Sun reveal his speech. Oh, what praise of the power of speech has been made regarding such a glorious Lord? It is true; that is also stated. The intent here is that for poets striving to compose poetry, the manifestation of good sentences is the desired object. 1.

Vasanavarttika: I worship Him, the object of love, who is not known by anyone as the one whom the Vedas describe as the cause of prohibition and injunction, who is said to be the one who creates and sustains the world, and who, having created everything, enters into it and, due to his own ignorance, considers himself bound, although he is liberated.

I bow to Shiva, who has immeasurable power, who is smeared with ash, who is Digambara sky-clad/naked, who holds the trident in his hand, who is worshipped by the lord of the gods, and who wears matted hair.

I bow to Upendra Vishnu, the husband of Lakshmi, worshipped by Indra, the younger brother of Indra, the four-armed one, who holds the mace, the disc, and the lotus in his hands, who rides upon the back of Suparna Garuda, and who is the bestower of boons.

I bow to that Supreme Goddess, the Mother of the World, whom Kapila called the Mula-Prakriti Root Nature, whom the Vedantins call Mahamaya Great Illusion, whom others call the consort of Hara Shiva, the protector of the three worlds, the one who wards off the devotees' troubles, who is worshipped by the hosts of gods, who is blameless, who is worshipped by the world, and who is sought after by the Vedas.

I bow to the Sun, who is the Soul of Time, the Maker of Time, the indicator of the time and place of the universe, who shines always, whose rays—which are watery—vibrate in the planetary spheres and dispel the nightly darkness, and who is the creator of the lunar orb and the two periods of penance.

I bow to the one with the large belly, the elephant-faced one, the lord of the high and the low, for the destruction of obstacles, who, upon being remembered at the time of action, instantly grants the success of the task to men.
I bow to Her, whose grace attained, the dull-witted becomes wise.