Her attire was like that of her lord and the vows she observed were like those of his.  She held a jar on her loins that was filled with the waters of every Tirtha, and was accompanied by the presiding deities (of her own sex) of all the mountain streams.  Those auspicious ladies walked in her train.  The goddess approached raining flowers on every side and diverse kinds of sweet perfumes.  She who loved to reside on the breast of Himavat advanced in this guise towards her great lord.  The beautiful Uma, with smiling lips and desirous of playing a jest, covered from behind, with her two beautiful hands, the eyes of Mahadeva.  As soon as Mahadeva’s eyes were thus covered, all the regions became dark and life seemed to be extinct everywhere in the universe.  The Homa rites ceased.  The universe became suddenly deprived of the sacred Vashat also.  All living creatures became cheerless and filled with fear.  Indeed, when the eyes of the lord of all creatures were thus closed, the universe seemed to become sunless.  Soon, however, that overspreading darkness disappeared.  A mighty and blazing flame of fire emanated from Mahadeva’s forehead.  A third eye, resembling another sun, appeared (on it).  That eye began to blaze forth like the Yuga-fire and began to consume that mountain.  The large-eyed daughter of Himavat, beholding what occurred, bowed her head unto Mahadeva endued with that third eye which resembled a blazing fire.  She stood there with gaze fixed on her lord.  When the mountain forests burned on every side, with their Was and other trees of straight Trunks, and their delightful sandals and diverse excellent medicinal herbs, herds of deer and other animals, filled with fright, came with great speed to the place where Hara sat and sought his protection.  With those creatures almost filling it, the retreat of the great deity blazed forth with a kind of peculiar beauty.  Meanwhile, that fire, swelling wildly, soared up to the very heavens and endued with the splendour and unsteadiness of lightning and looking like a dozen suns in might and effulgence, covered every side like the all-destroying Yuga-fire.  In a moment, the Himavat mountains were consumed, with their minerals and summits and blazing herbs.  Beholding Himavat crushed and consumed, the daughter of that prince of mountains sought the protection of the great deity and stood before him her hands joined in reverence.  Then Sarva, seeing Uma overcome by an accession of womanly mildness and finding that she was unwilling to behold her father Himavat reduced to that pitiable plight, cast benignant looks upon the mountain.  In a moment the whole of Himavat was restored to his former condition and became as beautiful to look at as ever.  Indeed, the mountain put forth a cheerful aspect.  All its trees became adorned with flowers.  Beholding Himavat to his natural condition, the goddess Uma, divested of every fault, addressed her lord, that master of all creatures, the divine Maheswara, in these words.’