And as the Siddhas were questioning within themselves,—"What is this?"—out came the exalted Vāruni, with her eyes rolling in consequence of intoxication. And then perfuming the universe with odor, from forth a whirlpool of the Milky-sea arose Pārijāta—the tree in which the celestial females delight. And then, O Maitreya, from the Milky-ocean arose numbers of Apsarās, wonderful exceedingly, and furnished with grace and nobility. And then sprang the Mild-rayed one; and Maheçwara appropriated him.

In plain words: Next came Varuni, goddess of wine, her eyes rolling as if drunk. Then rose the Parijata tree, filling the world with fragrance, followed by many beautiful Apsaras (heavenly dancers). Then the Moon came up, and Shiva (Maheshwara) took him.