Radhe ! Mohin, Charan Kamal Raj Kijai,
Tuv Manini Hit Piy Drig - Jal Son, Ja Padraj Nit Bhijai. [1]
Ja Pavan Padraj Pavan Ko, Kamlahu Kar Mijai,
Jehi Lagi Vidhi Vardan Mangi Kah, Nath! Soi Raj Dijai. [2]
Binu Karan Karunakarini Tum, Mam Pukar Suni Lijai,
Andh ‘Kripalu’ Pay Drig Jab Hi, Tab Hi Sahi Patijai. [3]
- Jagadguru Shri Kripalu Ji Maharaj, Prem Ras Madira, Dainya Madhuri (79)
Oh Radhe! Please make me the dust of Your lotus-feet. When You do mana, and Shyamasundara, in order to please You, cries with His head on Your feet, I will get wet with beloved Krishn’s tears. [1]
I, too, want to become that dust of Your lotus-feet which could not be attained by Mahalakshmi even after practicing crores of severe austerities; I want to become that same dust of Your feet which even the creator of the world Brahma begs for, thinking himself to be very fortunate, but cannot attain. [2]
You are causelessly merciful, so please do listen to this prayer of mine. Jagadguru Shri Kripalu Ji says, “According to a worldly saying it is only when a blind man gets eyes that he believes. The implication is that I will accept You to be causelessly merciful only when You make me the dust of Your lotus-feet!” [3]