Jai Sri Ram
In one scale of balance, dear son, Put together the delights of heaven and bliss of final beatitude,
But they will be outweighed by a moment's joy derived from communion with the saints,
Enter the city with the Lord of Ayodhya in your heart and accomplish all your business,
Poison is transformed into nectar, foe turn friends, the ocean contracts itself to the size of a cow's footprint, fire becomes cool and mount Meru, O Garuda-appears like a grain of sand to whom Sri Rama cast his benign look,
May Lord Bless all
Thanks Please
In one scale of balance, dear son, Put together the delights of heaven and bliss of final beatitude,
But they will be outweighed by a moment's joy derived from communion with the saints,
Enter the city with the Lord of Ayodhya in your heart and accomplish all your business,
Poison is transformed into nectar, foe turn friends, the ocean contracts itself to the size of a cow's footprint, fire becomes cool and mount Meru, O Garuda-appears like a grain of sand to whom Sri Rama cast his benign look,
May Lord Bless all
Thanks Please
