Ṛgveda · Sūkta 9.25

9.25.1

पव॑स्व दक्ष॒साध॑नो दे॒वेभ्यः॑ पी॒तये॑ हरे ।
म॒रुद्भ्यो॑ वा॒यवे॒ मदः॑ ॥

O tawny Soma, accomplisher of skill, flow for the gods to drink; become the exhilarating draught for the Maruts and for Vāyu.

पव॑मान धि॒या हि॒तोऽभि योनिं॒ कनि॑क्रदत् ।
धर्म॑णा वा॒युमा वि॑श ॥

O purifying Soma, impelled by thought, roaring toward the source, enter Vāyu by the sacred law.

सं दे॒वैः शो॑भते॒ वृषा॑ क॒विर्योना॒वधि॑ प्रि॒यः ।
वृ॒त्र॒हा दे॑व॒वीत॑मः ॥

Together with the gods the bull, the seer, shines dear upon his seat; he is the slayer of Vṛtra, most desired by the gods.

विश्वा॑ रू॒पाण्या॑वि॒शन्पु॑ना॒नो या॑ति हर्य॒तः ।
यत्रा॒मृता॑स॒ आस॑ते ॥

Entering all forms, purifying himself, the tawny one goes to where the immortals sit.

अ॒रु॒षो ज॒नय॒न्गिरः॒ सोमः॑ पवत आयु॒षक् ।
इन्द्रं॒ गच्छ॑न्क॒विक्र॑तुः ॥

Ruddy, generating the hymns, Soma flows purified, alive, going to Indra, wise in purpose.

आ प॑वस्व मदिन्तम प॒वित्रं॒ धार॑या कवे ।
अ॒र्कस्य॒ योनि॑मा॒सद॑म् ॥

Flow forward, most exhilarating poet, through the pure sieve with your stream, to take your seat in the abode of the hymn.