Canto 3 Prelude to Entry Having hovered in the skies Landed Hanuman in Lanka. Bypassed Hanuman those sentries Manned who Lanka’s gates all there. Such was mirth of Lankans then Matched in decibels roars of seas Graced that place with soothing breeze. Lived there people strong ’n stout Carved were elephants on main gates. Of the star-filled bluish skies Mirror image so Lanka seemed. Unfurled sea breeze Lankan flags Unleashed tinkles their trinkets. Onto Lankan wall he jumped Got he then a bird’s-eye view. Doors there all