The light was splendid, and refreshing to the eyes.

But in the midst of that magnificent halo there was no moon; in its place Kunda saw the figure of a goddess of unparalleled brilliance.

It seemed as if this brilliant goddess-ruled halo left the upper sky and descended gradually lower, throwing out a thousand rays of light, until it stood over Kunda's head.

Then she saw that the central beauty, crowned with golden hair, and decked with jewels, had the form of a woman.

The beautiful, compassionate face had a loving smile upon its lips.