Atharvaveda 9.1

Verily from sky, from earth, from atmosphere, from ocean, from fire, from wind was born the honey-whip; noting (cāy) it, [as] putting on immortality, all creatures (prajā́) rejoice to meet it with their hearts.

Great, all-formed [is] the milk of it; also they call thee the seed of ocean; whence the granting honey-whip cometh, thither breath, thither immortality (amṛ́ta) hath entered in.

Men, manifoldly meditating (mimāṅs-) severally see its movement (caritá) on the earth; verily from fire, from wind was born the honey-whip, the formidable daughter (naptí) of the Maruts.

Mother of the Ādityas, daughter of the Vasus, breath of creatures (prajā́), navel of immortality (amṛ́ta), gold-colored, dripping with ghee (ghṛtā́cī), the honey-whip moves among mortals [as] a great brightness (bhárga).

The gods generated the whip of honey; of it there came to be an all-formed embryo; this, when born [and] tender, its mother fills; it, [when] born, looks abroad on all existences.

Who knows (pra-vid) that, who understands (cit) that which [is] the unexhausted soma-holding vessel of the heart of it? The priest (brahmán) of excellent wisdom—he may revel in it.

He knows those two, he understands them that [are] its two unexhausted, thousand-streaming breasts; they milk out refreshment (ū́rj), unresisting.

She that, crying much, great, vigor-bestowing, loud-noised, goes unto her course (? vratá), bellowing at three gharmás—she lows a lowing, she abounds (pī) with milk (páyas).

Whom, when fattened, the waters wait upon, the mighty (çākvará) bulls that are self-ruling, they rain, they cause to rain, for him who knows this, his desire, refreshment, waters.

Thunder [is] thy voice, O Prajāpati; a bull, thou castest (kṣip) vehemence (? çúṣma) over the earth; verily from fire, from wind was born the honey-whip, the formidable daughter of the Maruts.

As at the early pressing soma is loved (priyá) of the Açvins, so, O Açvins, let splendor be maintained in my self.

As at the second pressing soma is loved of Indra-and-Agni, so, O Indra-and-Agni, let splendor be maintained in my self.

As at the third pressing soma is loved of the Ṛibhus, so, O Ṛibhus, let splendor be maintained in my self.

May I generate honey; may I win honey; rich in milk, O Agni, have I come; unite me here with splendor.

Unite me, O Agni, with splendor, with progeny, with life-time; may the gods know me as such; may Indra know, together with the seers.

As the honey-makers bring together honey upon honey, so, O Açvins, let splendor be maintained in my self.

As the flies (mákṣā) smear down here honey upon honey, so, O Açvins, let my splendor, brilliancy, strength, and force be maintained.

What honey on hills (girí), on mountains, what in kine, in horses, in strong drink (súrā) as poured out, what honey [is] there, [be] that in me.

O ye Açvins, lords of beauty! anoint me with the honey of bees (sāraghá), that I may speak splendid words among the people.

Thunder [is] thy voice, O Prajāpati; a bull, thou castest vehemence on the earth, on the sky; upon that live all cattle; with this it lavishes (pṛ) food (íṣ) [and] refreshment.

Earth [is] the staff, atmosphere the embryo, sky the whip, lightning the snapper (? prakaçá), of gold the globule (bindú).

He who knows the seven honeys of the whip becomes rich in honey: the Brahman, and the king, and the milch-cow, and the draft-ox, and rice, and barley; honey the seventh.

Rich in honey he becomes; rich in honey becomes his provision (āhāryà); worlds rich in honey he conquers, who knows thus.

When it thunders in a clear sky, that is Prajāpati himself becoming manifest to his creatures; therefore I stand with the sacred cord over the right shoulder, saying: O Prajāpati, take notice (anu-budh) of me: creatures [take notice], Prajāpati takes notice of him who knows thus.