He with a brother of complexion fair,

Both entrusted to great sage’s care.

He wears cloth that is yellow and his brother’s blue,

Vishvamitra to Janaka’s kingdom accompanies the two.

Affectionate muni their caretaker,

Acting like sun, the day’s maker.

The three waiting for Rama bow to take,

That image this mind never to forsake.

Like red and yellow flowers blossoming are they,

In Vishvamitra’s company, in whose heart they stay.