Braj Nidhi Granthawali [meaning the treasure of the Braj] is written by Shri Braj Nidhi, a rasik saint of Braj of the Nimbarka sect.
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Beloved Śrī Kṛṣṇa, with eyes like cakora birds, gazes constantly upon the moon-like face of Śrī Priyā Jī. Drinking the nectar of Śrī Rādhā’s immeasurable beauty, He remains forever enchanted and intoxicated by it.
We are devoted to the one and only divine Couple, Śrī Rādhā-Kṛṣṇa. This divine Couple — Śrī Rādhā, fair in complexion, and Śrī Kṛṣṇa, dark-complexioned — is supremely charming, enchanting, and the very embodiment of bliss.
Lord Brahmā and Indra say, “We do not desire the sovereignty of Brahmaloka or even the throne of heaven. If we could obtain the fortune of becoming even a single tree in Braj, we would remain there forever.”
Ever-youthful Shri Radha and the ever-new Rasika Shri Krishna are bound together in the sacred bond of divine love. With just a slight, gentle smile, they completely steal away my heart.
Shri Krishna is so deeply immersed in the meditation of Shri Radha that He is unaware of His stick, forgetful of His flute, and even has no awareness of His yellow garment. Even the peacock-feathered crown upon His head bends down in absorption, as if it too has merged into that same mood of devotion.
Shri Vrindavan is the crown jewel of all holy places, the capital of the rasikas, where the Lord of Nidhivan, the beloved Prince of Braj, Shri Krishna, eternally resides, and where Queen Shri Radharani, His supremely loving consort, forever remains in her divine form beside Him.
Whether gods or humans, kinnaras or nagas — all beings declare that if they could obtain the sacred raja (sand) of Braj, their lives would be truly blessed and their destiny fulfilled.
O Charming Radha, when will you grant me Your darshan? Like the chakori bird thirsting for the moon, my eyes long for the nectar of Your form.
Ever since Shri Krishna first laid eyes on Shri Radha in Sanket Gram (situated between Barsana and Nandgaon), His gaze has remained fixed upon Barsana. His heart, lost in Radha’s beauty, yearns for the bliss of beholding Her again.
When Sri Krishna adorns Sri Radha, the moment His hands touch Her divine body, He begins to tremble and sweat profusely in divine ecstasy. In this state of divine love, the Lord of Braj, Sri Krishna, finds Himself unable to continue even a little of Her adornment.
Beholding the lotus face of Vrishabhanu’s daughter, Shri Radha, the very embodiment of bliss, fills the heart with endless joy.
O Radhe, you have accepted me as your own. Though I am foolish and lacking understanding, yet you have graced me with the ability to sing your glories.
One who is beyond the comprehension of even Goddess Kālī, Lord Śiva, and Brahmā. One who is worshipped by Indra, Varuṇa, and Kubera.
Contemplating Shri Radha, who adorns blue garments, Shri Shyamsundar became ecstatic. It is because of gazing upon the fair complexioned form of Shri Kishoriji that Sri Krishn always wears yellow garments.
In Rang Mala, a nectar of vibrant hues unfolds. Both Shri ShyamaShyam are singing joyfully, and elegantly swaying to the rhythm.
When Sri Radha is in a sulk, Shri Krishna, overflowing with deep love, tenderly touches her lotus feet with his hands and worships them. Recognizing Sri Krishna's pain in love, Shri Radha forgives Him and smiles.
I surrender myself to the enchanting glimpses of Sri Bihariniju [Radha], the ever-youthful goddess of Braj, the crest-jewel among beautiful maidens, and the one who has enslaved Sri Kunjbihari [Krishn].
Due to an intense longing to meet Shri Radha, Shri Krishn became restless, resonating with the chant of "Radha Radha" in the melody of the flute.
I find my Swamini, Shri Radhika, incredibly enchanting. She has deer-like eyes, melodious cuckoo-like speech, and is the very source of happiness for her beloved Shri Shyamsundar.
Among many sacred places, seen or heard, none compares to the land of Braj where the dust is blessed with a touch of Lord Krishn's feet and is colored in His love.
