Sri Ram took birth as the friend of the poor and banefactor of his mother Kaushalya. Seeing his indescribable beauty, charming even to the minds of sages, filled Kaushalya with joy.
His body was cloud-like blue and the delight of all eyes. He held a conch, discus, club, and lotus in his four hands. The enemy of demons, adorned with jewels and a garland of white flowers, he was an ocean of beauty.
Kaushalya, folding her hands in prayer, said, "O Eternal God, how can I sing your praise? The Vedas and Puranas say that you are beyond knowledge, illusion, and attributes [sat, raj, tam]."
"He who the Vedas and saints exroll as an ocean of compassion and bliss and the repository of virtues, the same Lord of Lakshmi, the lover of his devotees, has revealed himself for my good."
"The Vedas proclaim that every pore of your body contains multitudes of universes brought forth by maya. That such a Lord stayed in my womb - this amusing story staggers the mind of even the wise."
When this revelation came upon Mother Kaushalya, the Lord smiled; he would perform many a sportive act. He reassured her by telling her the charming account of her previous birth so that she might love him as her own child.
Mother Kaushalya's mind was changed. She said, "O Venerable One, give up this superhuman form and indulge in childish sports which are so dear to a mother's heart. The joy that comes from such sports is unequalled in every way."
Hearing these words the all-wise king of gods became an infant and began to cry.
Whosoever sings these verses attains the abode of Sri Hari and never falls into the pit of mundane existence.
For the sake of Brahmins, cows, gods, and saints, the Lord, who transcends ignorance and is beyond the reach of the senses, took birth as a man by his own will.