The swing made of soft branches and flowers,
Hung from those trees of desire,
Decorating every corner of it with more flowers,
I relished the taste of service unto You O Radhe!Amazing plants those were,
The more flowers I plucked, the more they were born,
And thus I spread those flowers afar everywhere,
Making thus a soft and scented bed on the ground,
I relished the taste of service unto You O Radhe!And now that You had taken bath,
I decorated You with wonderful clothing,
Then I started decorating every inch of You,
With beautiful flowers,
Now You even had flowery earrings.Your beautiful thick braid waved back and forth,
I decorated it with small wondrous flowers,
To You, they seem to make an oath,
To make Your appearance as if,
There was a shower
Of dew drops above green leaves.Thus holding Your softest hand in mine,
I led You to the place,
That I had decorated earlier,
And that now had been occupied by the Beauty Personified Himself,
Now leaving You before Him,
I relished the taste of service unto You O Radhe!
YOU ARE READING
Lālasāmayī
Poetry"Lālasāmayī - desiring some perfectional stage. This desiring some perfectional stage in spiritual life is not sense gratification. When one realizes something of his/her constitutional relationship with God, he/she understands his/her original posi...