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I adore Lord Hari, known by the name of Sri Rama, who is superior to and lies beyond all causes, whose Maya (illusive power) holds sway over the entire universe including gods from Brahma (the Creator) downwards and demons, whose presence lends positive reality to the world of appearances-even as the false notion of a serpent is entertained with reference to a rope-and whose feet are the only bark for those who are eager to cross the ocean of mundane existence.(6)
Ram Charit Manas, 1.6











