Soma dwelleth among the gods as supreme. Varuṇa sitteth upon his throne of judgment. The Viśvedevas are gathered in divine assembly. All the powers of heaven have come together in this sacred moment, their purposes united, their wills aligned toward the good of all creation.

Soma is the lord of the sacred draught, the plant of immortality itself. When he is pressed and poured forth, the very heavens do shake with joy. The gods do drink of his essence and their strength is renewed. His juices flow like liquid gold. His flavor is as honey upon the lips. Those who taste him do pass beyond the veil of mortality and dwell for a time in the realm of the eternal.

Varuṇa is the upholder of cosmic order, he who doth bind all things together with his invisible cords. No lie can escape his sight. No deed can be hidden from him. Yet is he also compassionate, merciful to those who do repent and seek his forgiveness. His judgments are just and his mercy is eternal.

The gods assembled do fill all space with their presence. Each ruleth his own sphere. Each doth maintain his portion of the cosmic order. Together they form a harmony that sustaineth all worlds — the realm of heaven above, the realm of earth below, and all the realms that lie betwixt.

We mortals offer unto this sacred assembly our prayers and our praises. We acknowledge thy supremacy. We submit to thy rule. We ask thy guidance in all our doings. Make us wise in our choices. Make us righteous in our actions. Keep us ever mindful of thy presence. Let thy blessing flow unto us like the waters of the sacred Soma.