To sages in forest Tataka was a pain,

Therefore they rejoiced when she was slain.

With her illusory powers, she came and went,

But finally killed by arrows from Rama’s bow sent.

The attacks on sages innocent to cease,

Because of Rama, they could now live in peace.

Eyes and mind to taste existence’s fruit,

By seeing Rama, whole creation’s root.

Dasharatha’s son, to all people He is all things,

Meaning to life His divine vision brings.