Jai Sri Ram,
In beholding your feet, O king of sages, all my good deeds have been redeemed, Now, I intend to go wherever you command me to go and where no anchorite may feel disturbed,
Such monarchs prove a source of generations of Brahmanas in the root of happiness, their wrath consumes millions of generations, bearing this in mind pray to tell me a place to which I may proceed with Sita and Laxman, building a charming hut of leaves and grass may spend some time there, O, good sir,
Hearing these guileless and unsophisticated words of Sri Rama, the enlightened sage exclaimed, quite so, YOU ARE, why should you not speak thus,
O glory of Raghu's line, ever busy as you are in maintaining the laws laid down by the Vedas, you are a custodian of the Vedic laws, lord of the universe, SITA IS YOUR MAYA, divine energy that creates, preserves, and dissolute the universe on receiving your facit approval,
May Lord bless all,
Thanks, please
