The youth who from Ayodhya was sent,
To be always together with Sita is meant.
What external conditions portend don’t bother,
Youthful form to the Supreme Lord no matter.
As a delicate swan people of Janakpur Rama saw,
Lifting mountain-like bow would break nature’s law.
But for God in any form all He can do,
Can kill demons while smiling too.
Within His holy name the same power exists,
Chant it for despair and dismay to resist.