Incomparable as he is, he has no equal; Rama alone is Rama’s peer, so declare the Vedas. It would be a slight to the sun if one should compare it to a myriad fireflies; but even so do the great sages describe Hari, each according to the play of his own wit, and the Lord of his great clemency hears it with affection and feels delighted (however inadequate the description may be); for he appreciates the loving intent of his devotees.

Rama is an ocean of countless perfections; can anyone sound his depth? I have only repeated to you the little I have myself heard from the saints.

The blessed Lord, fountain of bliss and abode of compassion, is won only by sincere devotion. Abjure then all worldly attachment, vanity and pride, and ever worship Janaki’s spouse, Rama!’

On hearing Bhushundi’s delightful discourse, the king of birds was overjoyed and preened his feathers. Tears rushed to his eyes and his soul was flooded with joy as he laid upon his heart the majesty of Raghunatha.

When he recalled his earlier delusion, he was filled with remorse at the thought that he had taken the eternal Absolute for a mere man. Again and again he bowed his head before the crow’s feet and felt for him an ever greater love, as though he were a second Rama.

No one can cross the ocean of existence without a spiritual guide, though he be the equal of Brahma (the Creator) or Shankara. ‘Father,’ he said, ‘I was bitten by the serpent of doubt; (as an effect of this snake-bite) I had several painful fits of wordy scepticism;

but Raghunatha, the delight of his devotees, has revived me by sending me to a charmer in your person. By your favour my delusion has ceased and I have learnt the matchless mystery of Rama.’