Sita is our divine inner being
Gets lured every day by golden deers;
Greed for ostensible worthiness of luxurious world
Drives Rama's strength to chase without care.
In our materialistic success, we may discover Maricha
Leading to the realization of an empty chase.
But by then we would have lost our Sita....
May Rama walk the path of divine embrace.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem