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This rasa can be truly realized only through direct experience, for which the heart must be filled with pure and intense love. Through the grace of Śrī Hita Harivaṁśa Mahāprabhu, however, the attainment of this rasa becomes effortless and readily accessible.
Supremely benevolent, Śrī Rādhā is like a white jasmine flower, around whom Śyāmasundara, like a bumblebee, forever hovers to drink Her rasa. This Divine Couple, who eternally shine together upon the banks of the Yamunā in Śrī Dhāma Vṛndāvana, are the very life and soul of the rasikas.
O Śrī Rādhā Mahārānī! Please hear this prayer of mine. O Rādhe! Grant me residence in Your supremely sacred Śrī Vṛndāvana, and bless me with the water of Śrī Yamunā Jī as the prasāda of Your divine love.
O mind! You have attained this rare human body; therefore, strive for your highest welfare. Keep the association of saints and drink the nectar of devotion.
The divine Couple, Śrī Rādhā-Kṛṣṇa, are filled with supreme love-bliss and are the very embodiment of rasa itself. They lovingly play together in Śrī Vṛndāvana Dhāma upon the sacred banks of Yamunā, beneath a kadamba tree, where Their splendor is transcendental, unfathomable, and beyond all expression.
O most merciful Śrī Rādhikā, I earnestly beg for Your grace. Repeatedly, I bow with this gentle prayer, that Your supremely pure and charming form may always reside within my mind, for it is all-auspicious and the very source of divine bliss.
The saints of our lineage, followers of Śrī Svāmī Haridās Jī, do not prefer to accept prasād from any deity except Śrī Priya-Priyatam, nor do they pay heed to special clothing or other outward formalities.
Glory to Śrī Lalitā Jī, who constantly intensifies the nectar of the divine couple, Śrī Rādhā-Kṛṣṇa’s mutual love. Her very life is none other than Śrī Rādhā, the beloved daughter of Śrī Kirti.
Śrī Rādhā is the crown jewel of the Rāsa dance, ever immersed in the divine play of Kelī. She is skilled in every art, the very personification of rasa, and the presiding deity of divine love.
A sakhi (companion) says to Sri Radha— O beloved Pyārījū! Look, I have prepared such a beautiful bīrī (betel leaf) for you. Through this, the nectar-like redness of your lips will deepen further, adding a deeper red hue to your already red lips.
O my Divine Couple, Shri Radha Madhav! May I always remain at Your lotus feet, forever touching their sacred dust. May I serve Your lotus feet as a humble maidservant, forgetting everything else.
Within the heart of Sri Krishna, the divine lotus feet of Sri Radha playfully wander. Every pore of His being is filled with such bliss that He is drenched in an abundance of nectar.
May the dark-complexioned Shri Krishna, the Kunj Bihari, and the fair-complexioned Shri Radha, the Kunj Biharini, my two beloveds, always reside in my eyes.
The vow of ‘Ananyta’ (exclusive devotion) is as subtle and sharp as the edge of a sword. If the mind wavers here and there and slips into worldly attachments, even though Hari is the well-wisher of all, He does not uphold such wavering devotion.
O Hari! You embraced me in such a way that wherever You saw obstacles in my life, You Yourself removed them time and again.
In their ever-fresh bride and groom forms, the divine couple, Shri Shyama Shyam rest upon the blissful bed in the Nikunja Mahal. O sakhi! They delight each other through playful laughter and loving exchanges.
The glory of Shri Kunj Bihari is supremely enchanting. His name is like a wish-fulfilling tree of devotion in this world, always bestowing joy to all.
Shri Krishna, in Braj, is naturally adorned with grandeur, elegance, and supreme splendor, filled with divine majesty. However, in the secluded bowers of Nikunj, as Kunja Bihari, He cares neither for His grandeur nor His lordly status. There, He remains surrendered at the lotus feet of Shri Priya Ji (Shri Radha), eagerly yearning for Her sacred prasad remnants.
In the splendid spring season, the lush forests of Vrindavan bloom with joy as the vines sway gracefully. New buds and many colorful flowers blossom, while lotuses and bees indulge in their sweet play.
Shri Krishna says to Shri Radha - O Pyariju! Your habit of sulking brings me unbearable pain. Even the slightest movement of your raised eyebrows leaves me devoid of all awareness of myself.
