XIII Vena

1. They gaze on thee with longing in their spirit, as on a strong-winged bird that mounteth sky-ward;

On thee with wings of gold, Varuna's envoy, the Bird that hasteneth to the home of Yama.

2. Erect, to heaven hath the Gandharva mounted, pointing at us his many-coloured weapons:

Clad in sweet raiment beautiful to look on, for he, as light, produceth forms that please us..

3. When as a spark he cometh ilear the ocean, looking with vulture's eye as Law commandeth,

His lustre, joying in its own bright splendour, maketh dear glories in the loftiest region.