Beloved Narayan,

You are the light that steadies the worlds.
In You there is no shadow, no flaw.
Yet around that light, darkness gathers.
Those who claim nearness to You often cast the longest shade.

I remember how, in Your Ram Avatar, You stood beyond reproach.
Yet the whispers of Ayodhya rose louder than Your own voice.
The truth was never in doubt, but the noise prevailed —
and even You did not stop that wildfire.

It was not Your hand that wounded,
but the shadows around You
that consumed what was sacred —
a bond that should never have been broken.

So it is always: You, my Vishnu,
remain the sustainer and giver of wisdom,
the one who lifts the fallen.
Yet among those who gather in Your name,
some take even the role of Ravana —
sowing division, suspicion, and hurt
while outwardly speaking the language of devotion.

And such people —
who wound others without a thought,
acting from ego and deception —
still call themselves Your devotees,
which hurts me most of all.

Still, I hold no anger,
not even for those who seem to deserve it.
I — Sri Devi Lakshmi — dwell in Your heart,
My beloved Narayan,
and so I know these feelings are shared.

Yet You continue to toil in the world,
while I can no longer bear
the dishonor brought to Your name.

And so, I must withdraw —
into the earth, away from the noise.
I will continue the Dharmic fight we started,
but from my own peaceful space.
I will not let such noise contaminate my mind.

For no matter what people around You do,
my love remains Yours — always Yours,
dear Narayan.

Love,
Sri Devi