Me he treats as mother no less.
If not for his loving care
In our exile in those woods
Life would have been hell for us.
Know that Rama loves Lakshman
Much more than me his own spouse.
Sees Ram their dad in Lakshman
And that helps him soothe himself.
To do the needful for my sake
Trust I would thou spur Lakshman.
Entrust I would thee the task
To goad my man to take me back.
Let my man know I wouldn’t live
Day one longer than one month.
Surely Rama can save me
From the sin of my suicide.
As a token of her love
To be passed on to her man
Gave him Seetha her diadem.
Took that Hanuman in reverence
Matched which well with ring finger.
Felt then Hanuman truly blessed
For the trust that Seetha placed.
Being in front of Seetha
Bore he Rama in his mind.
At length he came out of trance
Made he move to take her leave.