In elders transcendental love swells so much,

When their feet the two young boys touch.

Bow and arrows carry in their hands so soft,

As to the woods with muni they are off.

Love for their parents the scene does reflect,

And Lord’s dedication to the brahmanas protect.

Brothers not leaving home to have days of fun,

Went to put pain in sage’s side on the run.

Wherever Rama goes Lakshmana by His side,

For attacking demons, from arrows nowhere to hide.

Beauties like Rama and Lakshmana never seen,

Anywhere in the planetary systems fourteen.

Leaving with Vishvamitra such a pleasurable sight,

The two boys who bring to Raghu’s clan delight.

Tulsidas in attempt to keep vision in mind,

Wrote many poems, allows for time to rewind.

Brahma must have used materials the best,

All beauty used up, none left for creatures the rest.

Of course no creation, God’s body and soul the same,

Comparison attempt for unexplainable to explain.

Lord Brahma, all elements does he take,

To carry out his duty to create.

From the observer’s point of view,

All beauty Brahma must have used.

To craft bodies of Rama and Lakshmana the brother,

Their beauty out of this world, like no other.

Rama of skin dark and Lakshmana was fair,

Combination caused pleased eyes to stare.

To the forest with Vishvamitra were they sent,

Taking beauty with them, away the brothers went.

When sadness upon the residents of Ayodhya fell,

Their worries for Rama’s welfare God they did tell.

Typically, future guessed from outside omens’ sight,

But residents decided auspiciousness to invite.

For proper time and circumstance why wait?

Insisted that brothers live in pleasurable state.

Let them successful in protecting sage return,

Then their eyes fruit of existence to earn.

Chant holy names at any time,

For auspiciousness to find.

With Rama leaving parting such sweet sorrow,

Along with Lakshmana and sage, there went tomorrow.

Younger brothers came forward for Rama to meet,

Paid respects to His lotus feet.

Residents wanted Rama at home to stay,

So that with brothers daily He could play.

But warrior must the innocent protect,

Call of duty he can never deflect.

Not knowing His return the exact day,

Consciousness lost seeing Rama walk away.

Shri Rama, Dasharatha’s son of beautiful charm,

Though off You go, may there be no harm.

May victory in Your efforts you gain,

So that upon return glorious will be Your fame.

May no harm come upon You in the forest,

You and Lakshmana by the sage be always blessed.

That You don’t suffer at all we pray,

While bathing let all of Your hair on head stay.

From the forest the Rakshasas do You chase,

For Your triumphant return we cannot wait.

Though seeing Rama leaving made them depressed,

Still the citizens prayed for the Lord’s success.

Hopes that along with Lakshmana Rama would return,

So His pleasurable sight to soothe separation’s burn.

The king, queens and citizens for departure came out,

To see off the one person they couldn’t live without.

In the forest of many issues Shri Rama would take care,

To marry Sita Devi after Rakshasas away He scared.

Vishvamitra Muni lived in pure goodness,

Thus able to bask in Supreme Lord’s sweetness.

Vishvamitra wanted king’s son, his brother too,

But Rama is God, thus who was guarding who?

Dasharatha did not want to let Rama go,

But dedication to dharma not to forego.

No worries, as both sides the Lord to please,

Rama to protect Vishvamitra with ease.

Vision of departing son to remain in king’s mind,

To that pleasure at any time to find.

In the modern day chant the Lord’s names,

So that His favor you’ll always gain.

The brahmana piety’s defender,

All good comes from their special favor.

With clever words and political spin,

And group’s endorsement candidate wins.

But favoritism not governing way legitimate,

Politician needs instruction for everyone’s benefit.

From sage like Vishvamitra piety learn,

So that highest reward in life to earn.

His favor does good to king that is humble,

His family too, whether at home or in jungle.

The pressure of losing son he did feel,

Thus king decided to play let’s make a deal.

“Instead take me and my massive army,

Through our protection pleased you will be.”

To keep Shri Rama at home king wanted,

Therefore other offer to sage presented.

From Vashishtha’s counsel king knew he was wrong,

Supreme wisdom to Vishvamitra did belong.

Rama and Lakshmana to go, king to acquiesce,

Valuable lesson upon night-rangers to impress.