After brothers instructions of guru obeyed,

Under shade of large arms the saints stayed.

From Dandaka forest the demons driven out,

By Dasharatha’s sons brave, strong and stout.

Vision as two youths so precious,

Moving innocently, walk so gracious.

Yet in their protection true strength seen,

Demons using illusion, but to movements Rama keen.

Forgetfulness this life’s greatest foe,

Ignoring God, honoring others I go.

Vision of beloved Rama and Lakshmana I seek,

Standing tall, brothers protectors of the meek.