I'm very unfortunate,
For I can't find words to describe
Her beauty!
Her mercy!
Even if we combine,
All words in unlimited pages,
We won't be able to glorify,
Even a small splendor
Of how merciful She is,
Of how beautiful She is,
Of how much Krsna loves her!
Of how much She is in love with Him!
Her lotus feet are the shelter,
Of those unfortunate souls like me,
Who cannot remember the Lord,
Who is a fallen soul like me,
Perhaps I'm even more fallen than those,
As I still desire for Her shelter,
Since forever.
Her long hair decorated with flowers,
They are always waving here and there,
They are always searching for Her Supreme Beloved,
For they know Her supreme most desire.
Her slender waist
Is the home of all attractiveness,
Even the all attractive gets stunned,
By Her beauty and greatness.
Her swollen breasts
Are like peaks of two mountains,
That are always waiting,
For the cloud like Lord,
To be embraced again and again.
Her long arms,
Are trembling because of the wait,
They have this deep need
To give the Supreme pleasure
To the Supreme Lord
With attractive gait.
Her beautiful neck
Is the epitome of millions of flowers,
And beauty,
And jewels,
And for the Supreme personality of Godhead,
It is like an attractive tower,
That takes His eyes,
To Her beautiful face.
Her transcendental lips and tongue,
Always tremble in ecstasy,
They are always yearing to speak
About the Supreme Lord's love and mercy.
Her pearl like nectarine eyes,
Are so restless,
That are always looking for Shyamsundar!
And when they finally find Him in front of them,
They shoot Him side long glances,
And He stands stunned again.
Her every breath,
Keeps Her alive
Even when She pines to give up,
Whenever Her Beloved is not beside.
Her mind is always keeps Her busy,
In the loving thoughts of Him!
For even if She wants to think
Of something other than Him,
She can never do that:
For She is always draw back to Him.
She is the epitome of love and bliss,
She is the epitome of the divine mercy,
For She is the mother of all,
For She is the reason of His compassion and beauty.
Let me take shelter to Her lotus feet,
Again and again
For a fallen soul like me,
Who is embraced by millions of offenses,
Who asks for forgiveness,
I can never remain
Anywhere else
Than Her Supremely divine lotus feet.
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Happy Radhashtami!!
I pray to Her to bless you all with the divine love of the Supreme Lord, Krsna.
Haribol!