देखत अवधको आनंद। हरषि बरषत सुमन दिन दिन देवतनिको बृंद॥ १ ॥ नगर-रचना सिखनको बिधि तकत बहु बिधिबूंद। निपट लागत अगम, ज्यों जलचरहि गमन सुछंद॥ २ ॥ मुदित पुरलोगनि सराहत निरखि सुखमाकंद। जिनके सुअलि-चख पियत राम-मुखारबिंद-मरंद॥ ३ ॥ मध्य ब्योम बिलंबि चलत दिनेस-उडुगन-चंद। रामपुरी बिलोकि तुलसी मिटत सब दुख-द्रंद॥ ४ ॥
Beholding Ayodhyā's bliss, hosts of gods rejoice and shower flowers day after day. (1) The Creator studies its countless details to learn how the city was fashioned, yet finds the task utterly inaccessible—like a water creature trying to roam freely upon land. (2) Delighted, he praises the people of the city as he beholds that treasury of beauty, for the bees of their lovely eyes drink nectar from the lotus of Rāma's face. (3) The sun, stars, and moon linger as they cross the middle sky to behold Rāma's city. Tulsī says that seeing it destroys every conflict of sorrow. (4)