Shri Albeli Ali, a Rasik saint of Vrindavan, a disciple of Shri Vanshi Ali Ji.
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O ever-youthful and graceful Śrī Rādhā! You are the very embodiment of an unfathomable ocean of compassion. Please bestow such grace upon me that I may develop supreme faith in the sacred dust of Śrī Vṛndāvana Dhāma, so that this dust becomes supremely sweet and blissful to me.
The exceedingly clever and beautiful sakhī, Śrī Lalitā Jī, stands holding a vīṇā in her hands, singing in sweet melodies. Lying upon Their bed, Śrī Śyāmā-Śyāma listen to this sweet strain, which only heightens Their desire to hear this music even more.
Deluded by ignorance, I lay fallen in the deep well of material existence. But my causelessly merciful Śrī Rādhā Jū lifted me out from there with Her gracious arms and placed me under the soothing shelter of Her own abode, Śrī Vṛndāvana.
I was immersed in the ocean of this world of ignorance, absorbed in sense pleasures, just as a fish continuously dwells in the waters of a pond, while the death-like heron, with focused attention, sits poised to make me His prey, counting every hour and moment.
Ever-youthful Kiśorī, Śrī Rādhā, comes forth from the kuñjas softly tinkling Her anklets, placing Her steps with graceful gentleness.
Enchanted by the beauty and virtues of Vṛndāvana, swans, peacocks, and cuckoos remain forever immersed in the colors of divine love.
O Śrī Rādhā Rāṇī! While dwelling in Śrī Vṛndāvan, when will that blessed moment come when streams of tears will flow from my eyes in Your love, and I shall chant Your holy name lovingly? When will such pure and selfless love awaken within my heart?
At dawn, upon hearing the gentle humming of bees, the sakhīs became intoxicated with joy and gracefully made their way toward the palace. Each step they took resembled a rippling river of love rushing toward the infinite ocean of divine beauty.
Sri Albeli, longing for the darshan of Shri Radha, describes her state of separation: eyes widened in wonder, heart and limbs trembling unceasingly, tears flowing in an endless stream like a spontaneous fountain, lying intoxicated upon the banks of the Yamuna, absorbed in the remembrance of Shri Kishori Ji.
O Supreme Queen Śrī Rādhe! Who among poets can truly describe the boundless love, virtues, and unmatched beauty that You possess? A lowly fish living in water can never know the depth of the infinite ocean.
Shri Radha’s large eyes are bewitchingly reddish, like crimson jewels. They are so drenched in rasa that they appear drowsy, as if sleep is gently circling her eyelids.
The divine couple, Shri Radha and Krishna, are strolling, arms around each other’s necks, swaying gently in waves of love. Hand in hand, they roam the dense groves, exchanging joyful glances.
The duo, fair-complexioned Shri Radha and dark-complexioned Shri Krishna, stand resplendent in hues of divine love, with arms around each other’s necks, holding onto a tree branch.
Like bees drawn to a lotus, the eyes of a Sahchari continuously drink (behold) the divine beauty of Shri Radha, yet never feel content. So lost are they in her form, they forget even to blink.
The divine anklets of Sri Radha shine with unparalleled brilliance, adorned with nine precious gems that sparkle like radiant lamps. Strung together with large, lustrous pearls, they shimmer with divine beauty.
Shri Lalita and the other sakhis lovingly perform the aarti of the enchanting Queen, Shri Radha, whose beauty glows like countless radiant suns.
Shri Krishna, ever eager and restless, yearns with divine longing to experience the bliss of touching Shri Radha’s lotus feet. Her feet are red and beautified with the tint of henna. Shri Krishna, with his own hands, adorns these feet with red Mahavar and intricate designs.
Lord Krishn says to Sri Radha - O beautiful Shri Radhe, as long as I gaze upon your face, I feel truly alive.
These eyes remain unwaveringly fixed on the enchanting form of Shri Radha, immersed day and night in the hues of her love, serving as devoted, priceless servants.
Those who are nourished by the nectar of beauty find all they need in the sight of their beloved. Why would they seek anything else, when this vision alone sustains them?
