Rama, the divine incarnation of Lord Vishnu, displayed profound affection for the mountains and forests. Residing on the sacred Mount Chitrakuta, he sought to unveil its resplendent beauty and the enchanting creations of nature to Sita. His eloquent words, imbued with the finest creative order, aimed to immerse her in joy, akin to Indra showcasing the splendor of Mahendragiri to Goddess Sachi.
“O Auspicious Sita,” he began, “this sacred mountain and its surroundings have filled my heart with contentment, leaving no room for sorrow over the loss of relatives, friends, or even the throne. Behold the multitude of birds gracing the skies and the shimmering hues of minerals embedded within the mountain’s lofty heights, as though they touch the heavens. The minerals, adorned in myriad colors—silver, crimson, emerald, sapphire, topaz, crystal, and even the sheen of mercury—create a kaleidoscope of the universe’s splendor.
“Marvel, too, at the harmony of the forest: tigers, leopards, and bears coexist peacefully, shedding their predatory instincts as birds frolic fearlessly upon their backs. Shade-giving trees abound, their branches heavy with fruits—wood apples, mangoes, jackfruits, and more—transporting one to a realm of apocalyptic joy. Observe the Kinnera couple dancing gracefully on the mountain’s edge, and the Vidyadharas, their swords hanging from branches, swinging with the breeze as they sing melodies that resonate with the soul.
“The waters here are equally mesmerizing—cascading in some places, gushing in others—resembling an elephant frolicking in a river. The breeze carries the intoxicating fragrance of countless flowers, unmatched by any singular essence. This place, with you and Lakshmana, brings me such solace that I harbor no regrets for choosing an ascetic life. Here, I have fulfilled my filial duty to my father and brought peace to Bharata.
“Tell me, Sita, are you content with this life? Kings, reborn after observing the forest’s ascetic rituals, attain the pinnacle of existence. Look around; the mountain’s myriad hues, painted by nature itself, and the night-herbs exuding luminous frequencies, evoke the image of a celestial fire’s tip. This mountain, born from the earth’s depths, offers a view so magnificent it captivates from every angle.”
As Rama pointed to the majestic Ganga and holy Mandakini, he continued, “Gaze at these serene waters, where lotuses bloom in abundance, and swans and skybirds play above. The riverbanks, rich with fruit-bearing trees, mirror Kubera’s divine Sougandhika lake. Deer gather to drink, their hooves stirring the mud, tinting the waters red. Sita, see the sages, clad in linen and deerskins, performing their evening rituals. The air sways the trees as if the entire mountain were alive, dancing to the rhythm of nature.
“Mandakini’s waters flow in enchanting patterns—crystal clear in some places, sandy in others. Siddhas and sages sanctify the river, their prayers and offerings blessing its every drop. Flowers carpet the banks and float upon the waters, creating an ethereal landscape. Let us bathe in this sacred river, where even the air hums with divinity.”
Sita, stepping into the waters, played amidst the red and white lotuses as Rama continued, “Think of the forest animals as Ayodhya’s subjects, this mountain as our kingdom, and the Mandakini as the Sarayu. O Vaidehi, your presence, along with Lakshmana’s unwavering loyalty, brings me boundless happiness. Living here, sustained by roots, fruits, and honey, and embracing the simplicity of three daily baths, fills me with a satisfaction that surpasses any desire for a throne.
“See how the river quenches the thirst of lions and elephants, its floral carpet drifting lazily downstream. Who could wish to leave such a paradise? Here, in this divine haven, I find fulfillment beyond measure. The mind, when at peace, can transform any place into heaven. The wonders of this land—its geography, flora, and fauna—are a testament to the Creator’s brilliance.”
Thus, Rama shared his profound admiration for the natural world, transporting Sita into a state of wonder and joy. What marvels await next in this divine tale? Time alone shall reveal.
