Then there blow a Breeze free from dust and of delicious feel, on witnessing the lotus-eyed Rāma at the hands of Viśvāmitra. And as the high-souled one was about to set out, blossoms began to shower down copiously, accompanied with the sounds of celestial kettle-drums and the loud blares of conch.
ततो वायुः सुखस्पर्शो नीरजस्को ववौ तदा। विश्वामित्रगतं रामं दृष्ट्वा राजीवलोचनम्॥ पुष्पवृष्टिर्महत्यासीद् देवदुन्दुभिनिःस्वनैः। शङ्खदुन्दुभिनिर्घोषः प्रयाते तु महात्मनि ॥