You ask of me, ‘Where can I stay?’ but I ask with trembling, tell me where are You not, there will I assign you a place.”
On hearing the sage’s affectionate words, Rama was abashed and smiled to himself. Again Valmiki cried gaily in tones of honeyed sweetness: “Hearken, Rama; I will now tell you the places where you and Sita and Lakshman should abide. They whose ears are like the ocean to catch the blessed streams of your traditions, and though ever replenished are never filled to the full, their heart shall be your chosen abode. They whose eyes long for your presence, as passionately as the chatak for the rain-cloud, and scorning the water of river, lake, or sea quench their thirst only in your beauty, their hearts are your glorious mansion; there abide, O Raghu-nayak, with Lakshman and Sita.
On hearing the sage’s affectionate words, Rama was abashed and smiled to himself. Again Valmiki cried gaily in tones of honeyed sweetness: “Hearken, Rama; I will now tell you the places where you and Sita and Lakshman should abide. They whose ears are like the ocean to catch the blessed streams of your traditions, and though ever replenished are never filled to the full, their heart shall be your chosen abode. They whose eyes long for your presence, as passionately as the chatak for the rain-cloud, and scorning the water of river, lake, or sea quench their thirst only in your beauty, their hearts are your glorious mansion; there abide, O Raghu-nayak, with Lakshman and Sita.