For Sita – 11

Finding baby in that oddest of place,

Janaka carefully brushed dust off her face.

 

Though living with dispassion instilled,

By her vision his heart with affection was filled.

 

Dilemma over whether right to give attention and care,

So suddenly a voice in the sky appeared there.

 

In all righteousness his daughter she was,

Brings joy to the heart this story it does.

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