The fierce conflict with the demons is the rainy season, a veritable blessing to the gods as rain to the rice-fields; while the prosperity attending Rama’s reign, his gentle conduct and glory are the cloudless, delightful, and charming autumn.

The story of the virtues of Sita, the crest-jewel of all faithful wives, is the virtue of the transparent and incomparable water, and Bharata’s amiability is its refreshing coolness, which is uniform at all times and indescribable.

The way the four brothers look at one another, talk with one another, meet and love one another, their mirth and fraternal affection-these are the sweetness and fragrance of the water.

My woeful state, supplication and humility represent the extreme lightness of this fair and unsullied stream. This marvellous water heals by the mere hearing, quenching the thirst of desire and cleansing the mind of its impurity.

This water nourishes true devotion to Rama and puts an end to all the sin and sorrow of the Kaliyuga; it drains away the fatigue of birth and death, gratifies gratification itself and destroys sin and pain and poverty and error.

It destroys lust, anger, pride and infatuation and encourages pure wisdom and detachment. By reverently bathing in it and drinking from it all traces of sin and remorse are banished from the heart.

Those who have not washed their heart in this water are cowards that have been duped by the age of Kali. These creatures, wandering in pursuit of sensuous pleasures, will come to grief as a thirsty deer runs after a mirage created by the rays of the sun, mistaking it for real water and turns back disappointed.