Casting aside fear, in vow to persist,

With contest of the bow not to desist.

So much love for Rama to feel,

Seemed for Sita match ideal.

Supreme Lord king’s vow then protected,

Sound of bow’s shattering in three worlds projected.

Well-wishers in joy, their worries instantly fell,

From that day on Janaki’s mangala best story to tell.

The truth revealed, no more to lie,

To remember Sita always I try.

Of pastimes my favorite moment of all,

When in Janakpur victorious Rama stood tall.

For Janaki amazing feat He did,

Shattered bow of sound splendid.

Of His love for Sita just think,

And no more in despair sink.

If another your intimate desire knows,

Great weakness then to expose.

So this secret I always keep,

Lest sins of offense others to reap.

That Janaki my most favorite person of all,

In happiness and distress, her name only to call.

My choice, others may choose another instead,

But this for me the only path to tread.

In judging virtue and quality test,

One way see who has husband the best.

Janaki’s marriage not in way mundane,

Only by strength her hand to attain.

Princes from around the world came all,

But only Rama in victory to stand tall.

Best husband in the world to mean,

Thus one like Sita never before seen.

Daughter of gentle behavior and disposition sweet,

The ideal husband soon to meet.

For her a Lord only one,

Through bow contest to come.

By proving strongest of the land,

Prince to earn her lovely hand.

Rama with Sita then forever,

Forget them will I never.

In resolve in me not much strength,

My vows to travel only short length.

To make many promises tall,

To only again in maya’s ocean fall.

But one thing nothing away can take,

One person whom never to forsake.

Whether in fame or fortune, high or low,

Praise of Rama’s beloved never to let go.

When in devotion to live,

Know that all blessings she’ll give.

Enmity, lust and greed forsake,

And happily her name with Rama take.

Better than Hanuman can there be?

And his daily occupation just see.

Janaka and all of Mithila to attest,

That in benevolence Sita the best.

Characters of those around her look,

Like Janaka who first in his arms took.

Then with victorious Rama to reside,

Who has fearless Lakshmana by His side.

Famed Ramadutta message to her brings,

And Tulsi her glories forever sings.

Judging by this company alone,

Know that Sita the highest stature owns.

I worship Janaki, having qualities the best,

Whose husband conquered Shiva’s bow’s test.

I worship Sita, born of the ground,

Who to father Janaka gave joy abound.

I worship Janaka-suta, of greatest kindness,

Who wins Shri Rama with gentleness and mildness.

She having glories in endless store,

May I always honor her more and more.

Best husband in the world has who?

Perhaps one of strength and beauty too?

Maybe one who protection gave,

And vows of ascetics did save?

Who took bow that none could mount,

Lifting and breaking then in second’s count?

Such conditions in Janaki’s Lord met,

In devotion to them may this heart be forever set.