Ṛgveda · Sūkta 9.10

9.10.1

प्र स्वा॒नासो॒ रथा॑ इ॒वार्व॑न्तो॒ न श्र॑व॒स्यवः॑ ।
सोमा॑सो रा॒ये अ॑क्रमुः ॥

Resounding like chariots and like racing horses eager for glory, the Soma juices have rushed forth for wealth.

हि॒न्वा॒नासो॒ रथा॑ इव दधन्वि॒रे गभ॑स्त्योः ।
भरा॑सः का॒रिणा॑मिव ॥

Urged on like chariots, they have run in the hands; like bearers, like doers of work.

राजा॑नो॒ न प्रश॑स्तिभिः॒ सोमा॑सो॒ गोभि॑रञ्जते ।
य॒ज्ञो न स॒प्त धा॒तृभिः॑ ॥

Like kings with praises, the Soma juices are adorned with cows (milk); like the sacrifice with the seven establishers.

परि॑ सुवा॒नास॒ इन्द॑वो॒ मदा॑य ब॒र्हणा॑ गि॒रा ।
सु॒ता अ॑र्षन्ति॒ धार॑या ॥

Pressed all around, the exhilarating drops, with sacred grass and with voice, for intoxication; the pressed juices flow in a stream.

आ॒पा॒नासो॑ वि॒वस्व॑तो॒ जन॑न्त उ॒षसो॒ भग॑म् ।
सूरा॒ अण्वं॒ वि त॑न्वते ॥

The purifiers generate the portion of Vivasvat's dawn; the heroes stretch out and weave the thread.

अप॒ द्वारा॑ मती॒नां प्र॒त्ना ऋ॑ण्वन्ति का॒रवः॑ ।
वृष्णो॒ हर॑स आ॒यवः॑ ॥

The two doors of thoughts, the ancient singers open; for the joy of the bull (Soma), the striving ones.

स॒मी॒ची॒नास॑ आसते॒ होता॑रः स॒प्तजा॑मयः ।
प॒दमेक॑स्य॒ पिप्र॑तः ॥

The harmonious hotar-priests, sevenfold-born, sit down; they fill the place of the One.

नाभा॒ नाभिं॑ न॒ आ द॑दे॒ चक्षु॑श्चि॒त्सूर्ये॒ सचा॑ ।
क॒वेरप॑त्य॒मा दु॑हे ॥

At the navel we take hold of the navel; the eye too is joined to the sun. From the seer we milk forth his offspring.

अ॒भि प्रि॒या दि॒वस्प॒दम॑ध्व॒र्युभि॒र्गुहा॑ हि॒तम् ।
सूरः॑ पश्यति॒ चक्ष॑सा ॥

Toward heaven's beloved step, placed in secret by the adhvaryus, the sun looks upon it with his eye.