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O Kiśorī Jī! Please grant me eternal residence in Your supremely sacred abode of Barsānā. O ever-youthful Princess Śrī Rādhā, the glorious ornament of Kīrtī Jī’s noble lineage! Kindly hear my prayer and, out of Your causeless mercy, accept me as Your own maidservant.
Fair-complexioned Śrī Rādhikā is the cherished garland adorning the heart of Her beloved Śrī Kṛṣṇa. She enchants even the heart of Śrī Kṛṣṇa, who captivates the minds of all, and is supremely merciful and generous.
O Lalita Ladaitī, Śrī Rādhā! Many days have passed without the blessing of Your darśana. If, due to my faults, You have become displeased from me, then please forgive that offense and graciously grant me Your darśana.
The moment the divine couple, Priyā‑Priyatama, arrived and stood before the sakhīs at vaṃśīvaṭa, they were left utterly mesmerised by their beauty. Their eyes forgot even to blink, as though wholly entranced by a spell.
A pure devotee of the Lord gladly does whatever the Lord wishes, accepts all circumstances, happiness, and sorrow alike as His grace, and remains content wherever the Lord chooses to keep him. Such a surrender is the mark of a true servant and the highest form of spiritual practice.
Wander through the lanes of Śrī Vṛndāvana Dhāma like one madly absorbed in the love of Śyāmā-Śyāma. O sakhī! Even if someone asks you something along the way, reply only by uttering “Śyāmā-Śyāma”; otherwise, remain silent.
All glories to Śrī Yamunā Jī, the giver of all happiness! O Mother Yamunā, You are supremely merciful, the very embodiment of compassion, the source of all auspiciousness, and the remover of all misfortune.
Śrī Vṛndāvana Dhāma is absolutely enchanting, and the sacred land of Braja is supremely delightful. The Names of Śyāmā-Śyāma are supremely auspicious and enchanting, and Their divine abode is the very temple of bliss itself.
The sacred dust of Śrī Rādhā Jū’s lotus feet alone is my complete treasure and wealth. Through mind, speech, and actions, I remain exclusively devoted to my Śyāmā Mahārāṇī.
My heart is captivated by the one and only Manmohana, Śrī Kṛṣṇa. Some engage in japa, others perform austerities, some observe vows, while others wander into forests to sit absorbed in samādhi.
‘Bhāva’, the inner sentiment of the heart, is a subtle truth whose true essence is understood only by a rare soul through personal experience. Śrī Rūpamādhurī Jī says that the happiness and sorrow experienced in this world arise fundamentally from one’s own inner bhāva.
This divine Couple, Śrī Rādhā-Kṛṣṇa, is intensely eager to drink the nectar of divine love, each surpassing the other in that longing. It is their firm vow that they never remain separated from one another, even for a single moment.
With their arms gently resting upon each other’s shoulders, Śrī Rādhā and Śrī Kṛṣṇa smile gently. From every limb of the Priyā-Priyatama, a divine radiance of bliss overflows.
O brother, do not even in a dream contemplate the thought of going to any other place or land. Where else can one find such a supremely divine place as Śrī Vṛndāvana, where the divine Couple eternally perform Their nitya-vihāra? Therefore, never lose this most blessed fortune of residing in this holy land.
O Kiśorī Śrī Rādhe, whatever I may be — good or bad — I belong to You alone. I am restless day and night in the agony of your separation; kindly hear my call without delay.
The rāsa-vilāsa pastimes of the divine Couple are so unfathomable that they are beyond my comprehension. What to speak of remembering them in their fullness — here, such a state arises that even the mere utterance of the syllable “Rā” from the name “Rādhā” causes horripilation and trembling within the body in divine ecstasy.
May I become a bee in the groves of Vṛndāvana upon the banks of Kāliyadaha, dwelling upon the branches of the trees. Or may I become a parrot or a cuckoo in Nidhīvana, continuously singing the sweet Name “Rādhā.”
The land of Barsānā appears exceedingly charming and beautiful. Upon the peak of the mountain, the beloved Lāḍilī (Śrī Rādhā) reigns supreme, while the enchanting vines sway in ecstasy.
O Śyāmā! My only hope lies in Your lotus feet. O Rādhe, the Queen of Śrī Vṛndāvana, pray keep me close to You. Grant me a place where the lovely banks of the Yamunā shine and where Your own private bower, Sevākuñja, resides.
A Virahiṇī (gopī) says: ever since I have been separated from Śrī Kṛṣṇa, my body is washed daily by a stream of tears.
