Born of the ocean-with its salty water,
With poison of her brother, dim and obscure by the day and with a dark spot in her orb,
How can this be matched with Sri Sita's countenance,
Again, the Moon it waxes and the wanes, is curse of lovesick damsels and is devoured by Rahu when it crosses the latter's orbit,
May Lord bless all,
Thanks Please