Jai Sri Ram,
By the dint of his penance, the sage produced wealth that stonished the Brahma himself, Bharata beheld the sage's power,
The realms of all the rulers of the spheres looked small in his eyes, luxuries were more than one could describe, grooves and gardens manifest at once with celestial beauty,
Celestial cows and the tree of paradise were a common reality of the hermitage, cool, fragrant, and gentle breeze oblige the occasion,
Unique hospitality shown by the sage by the dint of his yogic power, it was a dawn of the day in truth with light eternal, Bharata and his party takes a holy dip in Triveni, bowed their head to the sage, and take the route to Sri Ram,
May Lord bless all,
Thanks, please
