sandrananda-nidhih prasada-jaladhis trailokya-sobha-nidhih
santaptaika-maha-nidhir drava-nidhih karunya-lila-nidhih
syamananda-kala-nidhir vijayate madhurya-sampan-nidhih
Glory to Sri Syamananda, who is 1. an ocean of transcendental bliss, 2. an ocean of mercy, 3. an ocean of glory that fills the three worlds, 4. an eternal nectar ocean of spiritual love, 5. an ocean of glorious good fortune, 6. a great ocean of splendor, 7. an ocean of gracefulness, 8. an ocean of the pastimes of compassion, 9. an ocean of artistic skill, and 10. an ocean of sweetness.
yam loka bhuvi kirtayanti hridayanandasya sishyam priyam
sakshac chri-subalasya yam bhagavatah preshthanusishyam tatha
sa sriman rasikendra-mastaka-manis citte mamahar-nisam
sri-radha-priya-narma-marmasu rucim sampadayan bhasatam
May Sri Syamananda, whom the people of this world praise as the dear disciple of Hridayananda and the dearest grand disciple of of Bhagavan Sri Subala, and who is the crest jewel in the crowns of the kings of the rasikas, and who pleases Sri Radha's playful friends, day and night be gloriously manifest in my heart.
syamenaiva rasena yas tri-jagatim anandayaty ullasan
syamananda itirayanti kavayo yam karshna-rajam bhuvi
tam vande jagatam gurum sa-karunam sri-durika-nandanam
I offer my repsectful obeisances to the great devotee who, because he delights (ananda) the three worlds with the dark nectar of Lord Krishna (syama), the poets call Sri Syamananda. He is the king of the devotees of Lord Krishna. He reveals the secret truths of the beautiful gopis dear to Vraja's handsome prince. He is the son of Sri Durika-devi and the merciful spiritual master of all the worlds.
atha asirvada-rupe mangalacaranam
cetas ced virala-pracara-madhura-premamritasvadane
kamo marganaya vina yadi sukhad bhavakhya-cintamanau
ced raganuga-bhakti-sampadi rucih sarvatma-bhavat tada
syamananda-suparva-padapam imam nityam bhajadhvam janah
An Auspicious Introduction in the Form of a Blessing
O people, if your hearts yearn to taste the rare sweet nectar of love for Lord Krishna, if you wish, without the trouble of great searching, to find the cintamani jewel of ecstatic love for Lord Krishna, and if you are attracted to the great treasure of spontaneous love for Lord Krishna, then with all your heart please always worship the kalpavriksha tree that bears the name Sri Syamananda.
snigdheyam dharani vibhati nitaram karshnaih stritah sarvatah
tam karshnim pranato 'smi krishna-rasadam cit-saukhya-sandrakritim
syamanandam amanda-lila-paramanandam surendrarcitam
1. An Ocean of Transcendental Bliss
I offer my respectful obeisances to Krishnananda's son, Sri Syamananda. He is a great devotee of Lord Krishna. To this world he gives the nectar of Lord Krishna. His form is filled with spiritual bliss. He is delighted by hearing Lord Krishna's glorious pastimes. He is worshiped by the king of the demigods. The touch of his glorious feet brings a great festival of bliss to the affectionate goddess of the earth. By preaching the Lord's glories he has created devotees of Lord Krishna in every direction.
santa brahma-rasamburasim iha yam jananti subhrasaya
yam su-prema-rasojjvalas ca parama-premaspadam kovidah
maya-mohita-manasas ca yam ami ajna janah prakritam
tam vande misha-manushakritim ajam sri-durika-garbha-jam
I offer my respectful obeisances to Krishnananda's son, Sri Syamananda, who although he is unborn, pretends to be a human being born from Sri Durika's womb. The pure-hearted devotees in santa-rasa think he is plunged in an ocean of the nectar happiness of Brahman. The expert devotes glistening with devotional love know he is the great abode of devotional love. The fools, their hearts bewildered by maya think him an ordinary human being.
vikrantair vikalam vilokya parito gam karshna-senavritah
asil locana-gocaro 'tra kripaya yah prema-sastranvitas
tam vande kali-kalmashaugha-dalanam karshnim jagan-mangalam
I offer my respectful obeisances to Krishnananda's son, Sri Syamananda, the auspiciousness of the worlds. Seeing the frightend earth overrun by millions of powerful armies of atheists, sinners, Saivas, Saktas, and great demon kings, Syamananda came before our eyes. Surrounded by armies of Krishna devotees, and bearing the weapons of the devotional scriptures, he mercifully slashed into pieces the flood of sins that had covered the people in Kali-yuga.
yan-namna kali-kala-sanga-valitam stambham yayau tat-kshanat
tam karshnim pranamami murtimad idam tejo maha-bhi-bhayam
I offer my respectful obeisances to Krishnananda's son, Sri Syamananda. He is great power personified. He frightend fearful Yamaraja himself. His name alone stuns Maya's Kali-yuga forest, a forest where wild passions roam, a forest that is the playground of the fearsome tigers of repeated birth and death.
dashtam kala-kubhogina nipatitam samsara-kupe kalau
samslishtam vishayandhakara-vidrisam yam prekshya lokam grihi
dattva svanghry-avalamba-bhakty-agada-rat-premanjanany uddharet
samseve vyasanardanam tri-jagatas tam krishna-sunum prabhum
I serve Krishnananda's son, Sri Syamananda. He is my master. He relieved the sufferings of the three worlds. Seeing the people in Kali-yuga bitten by the black snake of time, fallen into the well of repeated birth and death, and blinded by the darkness of material pleasures, with his feet he mercifully gave the king of medicines, the medicine of pure devotional service performed with sincere love. He cured the people and delivered them.
dagdhah phalgu-viraktito 'rasa-hridas cadhyatmika-jnanato
vyasaktah kila haituka dridha-jaran-mimamsakas tapasah
anye ye kathinas ca te yad-amala-premambu-bindu-drutah
krishnananda-sutam nato 'smi tam aham lila-rasambhonidhim
I offer my respectful obeisances to Krishnananda's son, Sri Syamananda. Because of his preaching the burned pretended renunciates, who have no nectar in their hearts, the renounced philosophers filled with impersonal ideas, the speculative thinkers who follow the vaiseshika and nyaya theories, the followers of karma-mimamsa, the ascetics, and all other followers of hard-hearted philosophies have now become devotees melthing with pure love for Lord Krishna.
magnam ghora-su-dustare 'khila-janam samsara-varamnidhau
paravara-gamagama-vyasanitam uddhatu-kamo gatah
krishna-prema-vahitram avirakarod yah karnadharah svayam
sandranugraha-murtaye bhagavate tasmai namah karshnaye
I offer my respectful obeisances to Krishnananda's exalted son, Sri Syamananda. He is great mercy pwrsonified. He is the captain of the boat. Desiring to rescue the people drowning in the horrible impassible ocean of repeated birth and death, he came to this world, bringing with him the wonderfully powerful boat of pure love for Lord Krishna, a boat that at once takes one to the farther shore.
bhinnabhih srutibhih smriti-prabhritibhir bhrantah puranagamaih
siddhantair api krishna-bhakti-rasikah syur yat-prasada-sthirah
dura-nandanam anato 'smi tam aham vedartha-saraspadam
trayya-gita-gunanuvadam atulanandam paresham param
2. An Ocean of Mercy
I offer my respectful obeisances to Sri Durika-devi's son, Sri Syamananda. He is the abode where the true meanings of all the Vedas rest. He teaches that the three Vedas describe Lord Krishna's glories. His bliss has no equal. He is the most exalted of exalted devotees. By his mercy the people bewilderd by the different Vedas, Smriti-sastras, Puranas, Agamas, and philosophies have now become devotees who taste the nectar of service to Lord Krishna.
vedantadhvani panthatam upagata vaiseshikodvakra-gah
mimamsa-prabalas ca ye vyasaninah patanjale te 'bhavan
yasyanugraha-lesato 'cyuta-paras tasmai namah karshnaye
I offer my respectful obeisances to Krishnananda's son, Sri Syamananda. By a small fragment of His mercy the hard-hearted logicians, the followers of atheistic sankhya, the persons who walk on the path of impersonal Vedanta, the crooked followers of vaiseshika, and the followers of mimamsa have all become devotees of the infallible Supreme Personality of Godhead, Lord Krishna.
vani yasya vinodini su-vidusham govinda-vartankita
lila yasya subhankari tri-jagatah krishnanuraga-prada
haso yasya madandhakara-dalano nana-madandhatmanam
drishtir yasya kripavaloka-madhura tasmai namah karshnaye
I offer my respectful obeisances to Krishnananda's son, Sri Syamananda. Filled with news of Lord Krishna, his graceful words delight the wise. His auspicious pastimes make the three worlds fall in love with Lord Krishna. His smile breaks apart the darkness that blinds the materialists. His glance is sweet with mercy.
sausilyena vinodayan sujanatam manena dushtan nayan
kainkaryam parimodayan kila balat panditya-sarair budhan
visvam krishna-rasavahena vapusha nihsesham anandayan
sadgunyadbhuta-viryavan vijayate ko 'pi prabhunam prabhuh
Glory to a saintly and wonderfully powerful person, a person who is the master of masters, a person who with His saintly virtues delights the pious, a person who respectfully leads even the wicked to the path of devotional service, a person who with his great learning pleases the learned, a person with his glorious form filled with the nectar of love for Lord Krishna delights the whole world.
loke 'smin prakatany amuni kritavams tejo-'nkitany atmanas
tam karshnim dyu-manim bhaje bhava-maha-duhkhandhakara-dvisham
I serve Krishnananda's son, Sri Syamananda. He is a sun like a jewel in the sky, a sun that is the ferocious enemy of the blinding darkness that is the torment of living in this world of birth and death, a sun that with its brilliant light places in this world the suryakanta jewels of Lord Krishna's holy names, names like Netrananda (the bliss of the eyes), Kisora (the most charming of youths), Hari (the playful Lord), Murajit (the killer of Mura), Damodara (the Lord whose waist was tied with a rope), Sri Hari (the Lord who removes all that is inauspicious), Sri-gopi (the master of the gopis), and Bala (Balarama).
ko 'pi prema-durandharo 'stu jagad-anandaya karshnotsavah
May he who is a festival of the pastimes of humbleness, a festival that crushes the arrogance of the atheists, a festival of sweet words that rip pride into pieces, a festival filled with ecstatic love, a festival celebrating the glories of Lord Krishna, delight the worlds.
uddharmasura-sekharan ati-balan mandyam nayams tejasa
sva-pranesa-yaso-'mritaih kali-tapah klishtam jagat plavayan
vidvan-manya-madacalam vimala-cid-dambholina darayan
jiyat karshni-purandaro bhuvi sada karshnaditeyagranih
All glories eternally to to Krishnananda's son, Sri Syamananda. With his great power he makes the powerful sinners who are like the crowns worn by the demons weak and helpless. With the nectar of the glories of Lord Krishna, who is his life's master, he floods a world tormented by Kali-yuga. With his glistening thunderbolt of spiritual knowledge he breaks into pebbles the great mountains of the learned scholars' pride.
magna yasya kripakulad vraja-vadhu-pranesa-lila-rase
tam vande karunamburasim adhika-priti-prasannananam
I offer my respectful obeisances to Sri Syamananda, who is an ocean of mercy. He is kindness and spiritual love personified. His face is always cheerful with spiritual love. He is a soldier who defeats the horrible sufferings of life in the material world. By his merciful embrace, they who are tortured by the flames of Kali-yuga's torments find themselves plunged in the nectar of Lord Krishna's pastimes, Lord Krishna who is the life's master of Vraja's girls.
dushta vyadha-pulinda-huna-yavanah sumbhah khasah pukkasa
ye canye 'subha-vrittayah su-patitah krurantyaja durhridah
yal-lila-sravanamrita-svadanatas tyakta-svabhava babuh
premananda-rasojjvalas tam adhamoddharavataram bhaje
I worship Sri Syamananda, who descended to this world to deliver the fallen people. By tasting the nectar of hearing of his pastimes, the wicked hunters, Pulindas, Hunas, Yavanas, Sumbhas, Khasas, Pukkasas, cruel Antyajas, and all other sinners with wicked hearts and inauspicious deeds have given up their old natures and become devotees glorious with the nectar of spiritual love and bliss.
yat-padabja-paraga-ragi-hridayas tivranuraga janah
sri-krishna-pratimurti-sesha-nilayah kshma-mandale sarvatah
asan kirtana-nartanadi-rasikah sa-prema-seva-paras
tam gopi sa-nitanta-bhakti-sukhadam karshnim bhaje 'ntar hridi
3. An Ocean of Glory That Fills the Three Worlds
In my heart I worship Krishnananda's son, Sri Syamananda. To the people of this world he gives the gift of joyful devotion to Lord Krishna, the gopis' master. The great devotees on this earth, the devotees intent on serving Lord Krishna with love, the devotees who deeply love Lord Krishna, the devotees who are like temples where Lord Krishna's forms are worshiped, the devotees who taste the nectar of singing and dancing in the kirtana gloriufying Lord Krishna's holy names, have made their hearts red with the pollen dust of Sri Syamananda's lotus feet.
patum mukta-mumukshavo vishayinas cec chanti-trishnoddhatas
tyakta-sva-sthiti-vaibhava rasavate tasmai namah karshnaye
I offer my respectful obeisances to Krishnananda's son, Sri Syamananda. Leaving behind their homes and opulences, the liberated souls, souls desiring libveration, and even the materialists now yearn to taste the nectar of Lord Krishna's sweet and graceful pastimes, pastimes that have risen from the nectar ocean of Sri Syamananda's actions.
premollasa-ghanam rasonnati-ghanam lavanya-lakshmi-ghanam
san-madhurya-ghanam kalavali-ghanam tejo-ghanam sri-ghanam
dhairya-sthairya-ghanam kripa-bhara-ghanam sobha-ghanam hri-ghanam
vande daura-maho-ghanam sukha-ghanam lila-ghanam cid-ghanam
I offer my respectful obeisances to Sri Syamananda. He is filled with blissful love for Lord Krishna. He is a monsoon cloud showering the nectar of the rasas of love for Lord Krishna. He is a great forest of the descriptions of Lord Krishna's handsomeness and glories. He is filled with descriptions of Lord Krishna's gopi-beloveds' sweetness. He is the expert teacher of the 64 arts. He is a weapon that rips apart the people's aversion to Lord Krishna. He is an iron mace that breaks to pieces the pride of so-called scholars averse to Lord Krishna. He is steady, determined, and fearless. He is a monsoon cloud of mercy. He is intent on chanting Lord Krishna's glories. He is humble, glorious, and joyful. He is rapt in remembering and describing Lord Krishna's pastimes. He is a preacher of Lord Krishna's glories.
muktim pasyati sampavad itaran vantannavad vargakan
bhutim capy animadikam kuhukavac chakradikam rankavat
tam sakshad vraja-sundari-priya-rasasvadanubhavam bhaje
I worship Sri Syamananda. He always tastes the nectar of hearing and talking about Lord Krishna, the beautiful vraja-gopis' beloved. Anyone who tastes from his lotus lips the madhvika nectar of talking about Lord Krishna becomes wild with bliss. The drinker will see impersonal liberation to be like a blade of straw, the other goals of life to be like vomit, the mystic powers beginning eith anima-siddhi to be like a series of clever tricks, and the demigods headed by Indra to be like a host of wretched penniless beggars.
syamangam vraja-nagarasya dayita-bhavollasan-manasam
tam seve madhuratmakam vraja-vadhu-bhavaptaye nityasah
So one day I may love Lord Krishna as the vraja-gopis do, every day I worship Sri Syamananda. He is ecstatic love for Lord Krishna personified. His heart is glorious with meditation on Sri Radha's flirting pastimes with Lord Krishna. He describes Lord Krishna's graceful amorous pastimes with the gopis. His heart is filled with thoughts of Lord Krishna's playfulness. His limbs are glorious with symptoms of ecstatic love. He is graceful and charming.
praudha-priti-mayaih payobhir atala-sparso 'nukampa-kshama-
syamananda-maharnavo disatu nah purno mano-dohadam
4. An Eternal Nectar Ocean of Spiritual Love
May the fathomless ocean of Sri Syamananda, an ocean filled with the milk of spiritual love, an ocean filled with waves of mercy, tolerance, a father's love for his disciples and the people in general, a son's love for his spiritual master and grand spiritual master, sweet words, and a host of virtues, an ocean embraced by flowing rivers of modesty, glory, expert intelligence, and a host of other virtues, fulfill the yearnings of my heart.
radhaya dayitam sakhim bhagavatah krishnasya nitya-priyam
kancit prema-rasatmikam vraja-vadhu-yuthagrimam mohinim
rasollasa-vilasinim rati-kala-vaicitrya-simam navam
premananda-vinodinim rasavatim syamamrita-syandinim
I worship Sri Syamananda who, concealing his original form as Radha's dear gopi friend, a gopi eternally dear to Lord Krishna, a gopi whose heart is filled with the nectar of spiritual love, a charming leader of many vraja-gopis, a gopi glorious in the rasa-dance pastime, a gopi who stays at the highest limit of wonderful skill in transcendental amorous pastimes, a young playful gopi filled with the bliss of spiritual love, a gopi sweet like nectar, a gopi like a flowing river of playful amorous pastimes, . . .
Note: Texts 27-54 are a single sentence. The gist of this sentence is:
"I worship Sri Syamananda who, concealing his original form as a gopi (a gopi described here in Texts 27-48), a gopi who, playing the vina, inspired Radha and Krishna (who are described in Texts 49-53) to dance, was sent (Text 54) to the material world by her beloved compassionate to the fallen souls in the material wrld, and who, playing the part of a human being as an actor plays a part on a stage, caused the people of the world to fall in love with the lotus feet of Sri Krishna, the master of the gopis. I worship him, Sri Syamananda, who is full of nectar, who is the abode of love for Lord Krishna, and who is compassion personified."
vrindaranya-vane yami-tata-bhuvi srimat-kadambatavi-
madhye kalpa-taros tale sumanasam renutkarair dusare
cintaranta-maya-sthale su-vimale gopangana-mandale
krishnasyantika-samsthitam kula-pateh sri-yoga-pithopari
. . . a gopi who stays at Lord Krishna's side in the midst of many gopis under a kalpa-vriksha tree in a transcendental place glorious with sumanah-flower pollen, a place paved with a mosaic of cintamani jewels, a glorious place in a beautiful kadamba forest of Vrindavana by the Yamuna's bank, . . .
. . . a gopi with wonderful beauty glistening with the sweetness of newly blossomed youth, a gopi like a flowering vine that attracts the wild black bumblebee that is the gopa prince Sri Krishna, a gopi like a crest of flowers in the hair of the all wonderfully beautiful girls, a gopi like a festival of newer and newer wonderful nectar pastimes, . . .
pranesasya rasojjvalam nava-navam rasotsavam tanvatim
. . a gopi who, pretending arrogant indifference, flirts with Lord Krishna, a gopi who enjoys newer and newer nectar rasa-dance festivals with Lord Krishna, a gopi who, feigning contempt, gloriously flirts with Lord Krishna, a splendidly beautiful fortunate gopi who plays in the waves of many pastimes with Lord Krishna, . . .
5. An Ocean of Glorious Good Fortune
. . . a gopi who is the abode of playfulness and intelligence, a gopi who is a river flowing with waves of sweetness, a gopi who is a flood of the nectar of exquisite beauty, a gopi filled with the sweet nectar of graceful pastimes, a gopi whose every splendid limb is worshiped by the glory of charming playfulness, whose every limb creates hundreds of waves of sweetness, waves whose fragarnce attracts her lover's eyes and heart, . . .
bibhranam bhramaranjanambuda-tamah pronmilad-indivara-
sreni-manjulam ambaram viracayat kantanga-sanga-bhramam
. . . a gopi whose glorious fair complexion mocks lightning, kunkuma, ketaki flowers, gold, gorocana, campaka flowers, and splendid haritala paste, a gopi whose blue garments are more glorious than black bees, mascara, monsoon clouds, darkness, and blossoming blue lotus flowers, a gopi overcome by the touch of her lover's limbs, . . .
rocirbhir mukha-mandalasya madhuraih kandarpa-kallolibhir
manadhyam upamana-pungava-ghatam hasyaspadam kurvatim
6. A Great Ocean of Splendor
. . . a gopi beautiful with curly, thick, glistening black hair, a gopi fragrant with the flower buds decorating her splendid curly braids, a gopi opulent with the splendor of her round face and with waves of amorous playfulness, a gopi who is the abode of smiles, . . .
sasvan-mara-madalasam vikiratim drishtim priye mohinim
. . a gopi whose half-moon forehead is glorious with glistening red sindura dots, a gopi whose blossoming lotus face is graceful with black-bee locks of curly hair, a gopi whose glorious vine eyebrows mock the great powers of Kamadeva's bow, a gopi whose passionate, languid, amorous glances enchant and bewilder her beloved, . . .
. . . a gopi whose playful khanjana bird eyes mock the blue lotus flowers, a gopi whose glistening sidelong glances defeat Kamadeva's archers, a gopi whose glistening mascara-decorated eyes expertly speak from their corners the ever-new nectar of many beautiful amrous hints, hints that arouse her beloved's passionate desires, . . .
bhasvan-mauktika-raji-vaibhavam idam din-mandalam kurvatam
dantanam kiranojjvalam paramaya mandam hasantim ruca
. . . a gopi whose nose is beautiful with a splendid pearl on a golden ring, a gopi whose lips are more splendid than glorious bandhujiva flowers, a gopi the splendor of whose smiles, smiles revealing the glistening pearls of her teath, illuminates the circle of the directions, . . .
manjv-alapa-tarangitam vikiratim pranadhi-nathe rasat
kidrin misra-vimoha-bhajam atulam ragam nayantim patim
. . . a gopi whose gentle, charming smile is a swiftly-flowing nectar celestial Ganga, a gopi whose sweet talking is like waves in that celestial Ganga, waves flowing with nectar for the master of her life, a gopi whose charming betelnut-reddened lips again and again arouse the desires of her master . . .
vasanti-stavakavalim api daronmilat-prasunodarim
rolambavali-lalitam sravanayoh krishnarpitam bibhratim
. . . a gopi whose cheeks are reddened by the reflection of her glistening ruby-earrings and by her beloved's betelnut-decorated kisses, a gopi whose ears are decorated with just beginning to blossom vasanti flowers placed there by Lord Krishna, flowers that still attract the playful black bees . . .
syamam bindhum ativa-caru-cibuke snigdha-tvisham bibhratim
. . . a gopi whose beautiful chin is decorated with a glistening musk-dot graceful like a black bee landed on a blossoming lotus flower, a gopi splendid with a collar-necklace made of glistening jewels, a gopi whose limbs are anointed with musk, camphor, kunkuma, and glistening sandal paste . . .
kandarpeshu-manoramaih kararuhair agre karair bhrajitam
. . . a gopi whose splendid arms are embraced by glistening beautiful jewel armlets, a gopi whose beautiful wrists glisten with splendid sapphire bracelets, a gopi whose splendid reddish budding-twig fingers are glorious with glistening jewel rings, a gopi whose fingertips are splendid with nails delightful like Kamadeva's arrows . . .
sri-hastambuja-citritam su-lalitam kasturika-patrakam
mukta-hara-vihara-manjula-rucor vakshojayoh pitayoh
phullam nila-saroja-dama dadhatim kanthe ca krishnarpitam
. . . a gopi whose fair pearl-necklace decorated breasts are inscribed with graceful pictures drawn in musk by amorous Krishna's glorious hand, a gopi on whose neck is a blue-lotus garland placed by Krishna's hand . . .
kallolabha-bali-trayi-latikaya citra-sriya sobhitam
. . . a gopi effulgent in the Kaustubha jewel's light as Krishna embraces her to His chest, a gopi whose belly is decorated with a line of black hairs, hairs that are a black Yamuna river where the fish of Krishna's glances play, a gopi who is like a great ocean of new youth, an ocean where the wave-filled rivers of childhood flow, a gopi splendid with very wonderful beauty, . . .
. . . a gopi whose waist is graceful and slender, a gopi whose broad hips are decorated with a tinkling belt, a gopi whose thighs uproot the pride of the golden banana trees, a gopi whose every limb is glorious like red roses or lotus flowers, a gopi whose feet are gracefully anointed with red lac, . . .
gacchantya kalahamsa-raja-padavim cittam harantya balan
gatya nupura-nihkvanair lalitaya vismapayantim harim
. . . a gopi whose swanlike steps charm the heart, a gopi who with her wonderful, colorful, graceful, playful, splendid, beautiful gestures and with the tinkling of her anklets fills Lord Krishna with wonder, a gopi whose effulgent nails on her lotus feet rob limitless moons of the pride they hold in their own beauty, . . .
. . . a gopi whose good fortune fills the three worlds with wonder, a gopi whose splendor is newer and newer at every moment, a gopi who is the abode of very wonderful skill in all the arts, a gopi whose home is in a grove of vasanti flowers, a gopi who is a festival of bliss for Lord Krishna eyes, a gopi who is a nectar lake of transcendental amorous pastimes, a gopi who is a topaz on the graceful chest of Vraja's prince, . . .
krishna-priti-sudha-vaham rasamayim ullasi-havavalim
7. An Ocean of Gracefulness
. . . a gopi filled with the nectar of love for Lord Krishna, a gopi sweet with nectar, a gopi who again and again splendidly and happily flirts with Lord Krishna, a gopi learned in the playful arts described in the Kama-sastras, a gopi who is a cave that is the source of the swiftly-flowing nectar stream of the sweetest bliss, a gopi who is an ocean filled with the jewels of sweet songs, a gopi who dearly loves the handsome king of the forest groves, a gopi who is a great treasure of the rasa-dance pastime, . . .
kantam gana-bharena rasa-militam vyamohayantim kvacit
. . . a gopi who, meeting her beloved in the rasa-dance, charms Him by sweetly accompanying Him nectar flute music by playing on the vina, playing many graceful nectar melodies beginning with the 49 keynotes, . . .
nrityantim saha saurina nava-navananda-svarupe kvacit
. . . a gopi who in the great festival of singing, dancing, and instrumental music, a festival filled with flute music, the beautiful gopis' singsing and the tinkling of the gopis' bracelets and anklets, gracefully dances with Krishna, the handsome king of dancers, . . .
snigdhabhir lalitadibhih parivritau lila-tarangambudhau
gopi-mandala-mandite vidadhatau rasotsave tandavam
. . . a gopi who, playing the vina by the Yamuna's bank, inspires the dancing of Sri Sri Radha and Krishna, Radha and Krishna whose every limb are filled with beauty and spiritual love, Radha and Krishna who are surrounded by Lalita and Their other friends, Radha and Krishna who gaze at each other with beautiful passionate glances, Radha and Krishna who enjoy a rasa dance festival in the center of the gopis' circle, . . .
dampatyoh kamaniyayo rasavato lakshmi-bhritor etayor
anyonyam dyuti-madhurim prapibator drik-patra-bhangyangikim
nrityam visva-drig-utsavam sumukhayor ity ukti-lilollasat-
. . . Radha and Krishna who are pleased when they hear Candravali and the other gopis joyfully say, "With the cups of they eyes, graceful, charming, nectar Radha and Krishna drink the sweet nectar splendor of each other's limbs as They dance. In this way they create a festival of bliss for all our eyes", . . .
anghri-nyasa-vicitra-bahu-dhutibhir bhangi-satair netrayos
cilli-vallari-vibhramaih smita-lavair mugdhanga-bhangair api
ramyaih kankana-sinjitaih kala-tula-koti-svanair vallaki-
kanci-vamsa-mridanga-vadya-kalitaih sammohayantau mithah
. . . Radha and Krishna who delight each other with Their graceful steps, the wonderful gestures of Their arms, the hundreds of waves of Their crooked glances, the playful movements of Their vine eyeborws, Their gentle smiles, the waving motions of Their sublimely beautiful limbs, the delightful tinkling of Their anklets, belts, and ornaments, and the millions of sweet sounds of the flute, vina, and mridanga, . . .
asta-vyasta-vilasa-lola-dalakau gande calat-kundalau
sphitananga-rasau mitho nava-rasenabaddha-hastau muhuh
. . . Radha and Krishna who, Their hair scattered in Their pastimes, Their earrings swinging on Their cheeks, smiling, the jasmine flowers falling from Their hair, Their flute and bodice undone, and Their limbs filled with nectar pleasure as They touch each other's limbs and hands, . . .
hastenambuja-santamena vadanam premna mrijantau mithah
kalindi-puline vane priyatamau talair vipancy-utthitaih
sri-radha-vrajanagarau nata-varau sannartayantim kvacit
. . . dear Radha and Krishna who are the best of dancers, and who with Their most glorious lotus hands wipe the perspiration from each other's delightful faces, . . .
murtim svam apidhaya yas tanubhritam sampreritah preyasa
visvanugraha-murtina manujata-natyam vrajal-lilaya
premanam caranabjayor janayati sri-gopakanya-pates
tam krishna-pranayaspadam rasamayam karunya-murtim bhaje
. . . a beautiful gopi described in these verses, was sent to the material world by her beloved compassionate to the fallen souls in the material world, and who, playing the part of a human being as an actor plays a part on a stage, caused the people of the world to fall in love with the lotus feet of Sri Krishna, the master of the gopis. I worship him, Sri Syamananda, who is full of nectar, who is the abode of love for Lord Krishna, and who is compassion personified.
kalindya mani-rodhasa madhuraya gambhiraya madhava-
8. An Ocean of the Pastimes of Compassion
May merciful Sri Syamananda, who teaches the people the truth of Vrindavana, Vrindavana embraced by the Yamuna, the Yamuna with jewel banks, the deep Yamuna with pure black-ointment waters that make one blissful and make one fall in love with Krishna, the Yamuna filled with blossoming lotus flowers and buzzing black bees, the Yamuna filled with cooing playing cuckoos, swans, and cranes, . . .
Note: Texts 55-77 are a single sentence. The gist of this sentence is:
May merciful Sri Syamananda, who teaches the people the truth of Vrindavana (Texts 55-64) and Lord Krishna (65-77) increase our love for Lord Krishna.
vincholi-ruci-manjaribhir abhito gaurayita-jyotisha
. . . the Yamuna filled with a white splendor of newly-blossomed flowers, flowers that delight the lotus-eyed gopis exhausted from the rasa dance, the Yamuna whose splendor and sweet fragrance is doubled when Lord Krishna's form is embraced by the arms of her restless blissful waves, . . .
srotobhir nayanavalim nava-navanandam nayantya muhuh
. . . Vrindavana surrounded by the Yamuna, the Yamuna again and again delighting every eye with newer and newer bliss by carrying in its streams the colorful blossomed sumanah flowers fallen during many pastimes, the Yamuna filled with many festivals of sweet pastimes enjoyed by Krishna and His gopi beloveds, the Yamuna with banks gloriously anointed with cosmetics fallen from the gopis during the rasa dance, . . .
kantaih kalpa-mahiruhair vratatiibhih phulla-prasunavali-
smerabhir madhu-sampad-asru-jharibhih kantabhir alingitaih
sreni-manjula-manda-hasa-lalitair amulam ullasibhih
. . . Vrindavana splendid with glorious kalpa-vriksha trees embraced by kalpa-lata vines, vines smiling with fully-blossomed flowers, vines shedding streams of tears with oozing honey, vines the hairs of their bodies erect with partly-blossomed flowers, vines gently laughing with graceful new buds, . . .
udyan-nutana-manjari-vilasitais citrair varair akulam
. . . Vrindavana filled with many trees, trees with bending branches, branches with hairs standing erect with new flower blossoms, blossoms that with their sweet fragrance and pollen attract swarms of greedy black bees, trees with glorious leaves, trees with many clusters of beautiful flowers, trees colorful with many wonderful buds, . . .
gopi-yutha-dukula-lolana-paraih samsevitam marutaih
. . . Vrindavana graced with many gentle breezes, breezes bearing the fragrance of blossoming lotus, lavanga, ketaki, mallika, vasanti, and nava-malika flowers, breezes that delight the gopis, breezes carrying the spray from the Yamuna's waves, breezes that make the gopis' garments flutter, . . .
talpaih pallava-kalpitaih sumanasam varshonnatai rajata
kunjavasa-satena bhringa-nripater akridakenatatam
. . . Vrindavana filled with forest couches marked with the remains of red lac, couches anointed with the remains of splendid cosmetics, couches that are the resting places of fallen anklets, necklaces, peacock feathers, belts, and forest garlands, couches made of leaves and flowers, couches splendid with jasmine flowers blossoming after the rain, Vrindavana filled with hundreds of forest abodes, abodes that are the home where the king of black bees enjoys pastimes, . . .
vani-gana-rasotsavam gati-maha-nrityam cid-anandathur
jyotih prema-param sudhamaya-jalam cintamani-kshma-talam
hridyam vidruma-pallavam sikhari-bhit-pashana-patrotkaram
. . . Vrindavana where every word is a nectar festival of song, where all walking is dancing, where effulgence is full of transcendental bliss, where love is spiritual and sublime, where all water is nectar, where the ground is paved with cintamani jewels, where the trees bear new sprouts made of coral, leaves of sapphires, buds of pearls, sumanah flowers of diamonds, and many kinds of fruit made of rubies, . . .
vamsi-gana-parasparasu-lalitam sarvartubhih sevitam
dik-cakram sumano-rajah-samudayaih sampadayad-dhusaram
. . . Vrindavana filled with the singing of parrots, doves, bees, and cuckoos, Vrindavana filled with the wild dancing of the peacocks, Vrindavana filled with the tinkling of many ornaments, Vrindavana delightful with flute melodies, Vrindavana served by all the seasons, Vrindavana where the circle of the directions is darkened with the pollen of sumanah flowers, . . .
gopinatha-padambujanka-nikarair ullasi vrindavanam
. . . Vrindavana situated at the highest limit of all wonderful nectar, Vrindavana the pure and splendid abode of transcendental bliss, Vrindavana splendid with millions of glistening dancing arenas, Vrindavana splendid with the impressions of Lord Krishna's feet, impressions bearing the marks of the lotus, flag, thunderbolt, fish, waterpot, parasol, urdhvarekha line, and other auspicious signs, . . .
tan-natham ca rasatmakam vraja-caram kantam kisoram harim
pronmilan-nava-yauvanam nata-varam gopangana-vallabham
tiryag-grivam imam tribhanga-lalitam vamsi-karam sundaram
gopi-mandala-madhya-gam sura-taror mule nivishtam sukham
. . . and who also teaches the people about Vrindavana's master, Lord Krishna, Lord Krishna who is the soul of nectar, Lord Krishna who walks in Vraja, dear and handsome Lord Krishna situated in the prime of new youth, Lord Krishna the best of dancers, Lord Krishna the gopis' beloved, Lord Krishna whose neck is tilted, Lord Krishna whose form gracefully bends in three places, Lord Krishna who carries a flute in His hand, Lord Krishna who stays in the midst of the circle of gopis, Lord Krishna who happily sits under a kalpa-vriksha tree, . . .
tattvam tam murali-ravamrita-rasair visvasya vismapanam
lavanyamrita-rasim ujjvala-rasanandadhidevam param
. . . Lord Krishna whose waves of graceful pastimes fill the worlds with wonder, Lord Krishna whose handsome form and qualities have no equal, lord Krishna who is surrounded by a circle of peerless gopi beloveds, Lord Krishna whose nectar flute music fills the world with wonder, Lord Krishna who is a nectar ocean of handsomeness, Lord Krishna who is the ruler of all splendid nectar and bliss, . . .
srimad-rasa-rasotsukam nava-ghana-syamam prasannananam
bibhranam vasanam tadid-dyuti-haram citram ca vanya-srajam
su-smeram madhurakritim malayajalepa-sphurad-vigraham
gopinam nayanotsavam nava-nava-kalpati-citra-dyutim
. . . Lord Krishna who thirsts to enjoy a rasa-dance festival, Lord Krishna who is dark like a new monsoon cloud, Lord Krishna whose face is cheerful and pleasing, Lord Krishna who wears garments that eclipse lightning, Lord Krishna adorned with a wondeful colorful forest garland, Lord Krishna whose smile is graceful, Lord Krishna whose form is charming, Lord Krishna whose form glistens with sandal paste, Lord Krishna who is festival for the gopis' eyes, Lord Krishna whose garments are wonderful, colorful, and always new, . . .
gunjad-bhringa-manojnaya valayitam mayura-pinchojjvalam
su-snigdham vraja-nagari-viracitam cudam navam bibhratam
. . . Lord Krishna who wears an ever-new crown tilted toward His right forehead, a crown fashioned by the heroine of Vraja, a crown encircled by a garland of blossoming jasmine flowers and charming with a host of humming black bees, a crown glorious with a peacock feather, a splendid crown on His handsome moonlike face, a crown that eclipses many millions of the shining moons of this world, . . .
dhiranam kutilavalokana-sara-srenibhir eni-drisam
pativratya-mahadri-setum acalam sancalayantam balat
. . . Lord Krishna whose tilaka is very graceful amidst His curly locks of hair, Lord Krishna who playfully raises His eyebrows, Lord Krishna who playfully casts a glance from His lotus eyes, lotus eyes restless like khanjana birds, Lord Krishna who with the feathered arrows of many crooked glances forcibly shakes the unmoving mountain of the saintly doe-eyed gopis' faithful dedication to their husbands, . . .
bibhranam mani-kundale ca makarakare cale karnayoh
. . . Lord Krishna the tip of whose nose glistens with a beautiful pearl, Lord Krishna whose ears are decorated with two lotus flowers and with swinging shark-shaped jewel earrings, Lord Krishna whose red lips are more charming than red sindura, bimba fruits, coral, or great rubies, Lord Krishna whose teeth rebuke the beauty of pearls, pomegranate seeds, jasmine flowers, and sikhara gems, . . .
rajat-svangada-kankanormi dadhatam dvandvam bhuja-dandayoh
. . . Lord Krishna whose graceful words and gentle smiles sweeter and more fragrant than nectar make the girls of Vraja fall in love with him, Lord Krishna whose arms decorated with waves of glistening bracelets and armlets hold the gopis' necks in the same way an elephant's trunk holds something, . . .
rupamohitaya sriya ca vilasad-vakshah-kapatodaram
. . . Lord Krishna whose splendid palace-door chest is glorious with the Srivatsa mark and with a glistening pearl necklace and Kaustubha jewel, whose palace-door chest is glorious with remnants of the pictures and designs drawn on the playful gopis' glorious breasts, whose palace-door chest is glorious with a blossoming kadamba garland that makes the black bees wild with its sweet fragrance, whose palace-door chest is the resting-place of the beautiful goddess of fortune, . . .
roma-sreni-su-vigraham tribalimat-kantodare bandhuram
. . . Lord Krishna, the line of hairs on whose torso is like a line of black bees on a tamala tree, Lord Krishna whose belly is graceful with three folds of skin, Lord Krishna whose navel lake is home for the saphari fish of the gopis' eyes, Lord Krishna whose graceful hips are decorated with a tinkling jewel belt, . . .
. . . Lord Krishna whose hips are two jewel stakes for chaining the regal elephants of the gopis' thoughts, Lord Krishna whose anklet-clad feet rival even the beautiful gopis' graceful steps, Lord Krishna whose toes defeat with their splendor and sweetness even the king of the turtles, Lord Krishna whose feet are more glorious than even the nectar autumn-lotus flowers and the new rose blossoms, . . .
brahmananda-sudhambudheh sata-satam sapurti-kallolakam
. . . Lord Krishna the soles of whose graceful feet are decorated with the marks of the thunderbolt, flag, cakra, cow's hoofprint, barleycorn, sky, half-line, elephant goad, parasol, rainbow, fish, conchsell, waterpot, and lotus, Lord Krishna whose toes defeat the moon, mirrors, and jewels, Lord Krishna's whose toes with their moonlight create hundreds and hundreds of great waves on the nectar ocean of transcendental bliss, . . .
kancid visva-vimohini tanumatim samsiddhi-vidyam navam
murtam kancana mantra-rajam abala-kaula-vrata-stambhanam
kancit kanana-devatam ghana-rucim mugdham lagantim sriyam
kancid bhranta-nadim vadhu-dhriti-tarim sammajjayantim balat
. . . Lord Krishna whose goddess of perfect transcendental knowledge charms the worlds, Lord Krishna whose king of mantras makes the gopis' devotion to their husbands become stunned, Lord Krishna whose charming handsomeness glistening like a dark cloud rules the forests of Vraja, Lord Krishna whose handsomeness makes the boat of the gopis' peaceful composure capsize and sink in the ocean of being overwhelmed, . . .
kincil loka-vilocanasya madhurasvadam padartham param
kancic citta-mahotsavam rasamayim kancit pasasyam kalam
govindam madhuraih smitair upadisaty ananda-murtim janan
yah premna karuno vivardhayatu nah krishne ratim ko 'pi sah
. . . Lord Krishna whose graceful form charms the eyes of all the worlds, Lord Krishna who is a festival of joy for the heart, Lord Krishna whose artistic skill is glorious and sublime, may that Sri Syamananda increase our love for Lord Krishna.
atha syamananda-kala-nidhih kalindya upakulato nava-nave samphulla-vasantika-
kunje manjuni vibhramad-bhramarika-sandoha-jhankarini
kankelli-prasavavali-viracite talpe nivishtau sukham
vyamugdhau rati-vibhramai rasa-cala-svantau kala-kovidau
9. An Ocean of Artistic Skill
May Sri Syamananda, who meditates on Sri Sri Radha-Krishna, Sri Sri Radha-Krishna who on the Yamuna's bank in a grove of blossoming vasanti vines, a grove filled with playful buzzing bees, lay down on a couch of kankelli flowers and, nectar in Their hearts, enjoy many amorous pastimes,
Note: Texts 78-93 are a single sentence. The gist of this sentence is:
"May Sri Syamananda, who meditates on Sri Sri Radha-Krishna, grant auspiciousness to us."
pasyantau nayanotsavam nava-navam pratyanga-bhangim mithah
. . . Sri Sri Radha-Krishna who are glorious with the splendor of youth, who are filled with the beauty and handsomeness of youth, who are two monsoon clouds of the nectar of handsomeness and beauty, Sri Sri Radha-Krishna who taste the nectar of joyful pastimes, Sri Sri Radha-Krishna who, gazing at each other's limbs, give a festival of bliss to each other's eyes, . . .
gauri-syamalakau nave mridutare cine rase vallabhe
navyendivara-kancana-dyuti-hare pattambare bibhratau
asrantabhinavau svayam suci-rasau sri-sagarau nagarau
. . . Sri Sri Radha-Krishna who wear soft silk garments splendid like gold and like blue lotus flowers, Sri Sri Radha-Krishna whose limbs are anointed with kunkuma and musk, Sri Sri Radha-Krishna who are two flooding oceans of the nectar of transcendental pastimes, Sri Sri Radha-Krishna who are eternally new and fresh, are filled with the purest nectar, are two oceans of transcendental beauty and handsomeness, and are the best of lovers, . . .
aviddhaika-rasau su-keli-rasikau premanubhavojjvalau
. . . Sri Sri Radha-Krishna who wear flower garlands that attract playful black bees, charming Sri Sri Radha-Krishna who taste the nectar of lovers' talks and lovers' jokes, Sri Sri Radha-Krishna whe enjoy many crooked amorous pastimes and many charming and straightforward amorous pastimes, Sri Sri Radha-Krishna who glisten with passionate love, Sri Sri Radha-Krishna who yearn to enjoy many pastimes of playful flirting, . . .
kshiranau madanasavena suratonmada-praharshoddhatau
. . . Sri Sri Radha-Krishna who are intoxicated by tasting the nectar of amorous pastimes, who taste the wild happiness of amorous pastimes, who are glorious by playing in the ocean of a great festival of amorous pastimes, who fight each other in the battle of amorous pastimes, who, gazing at each other, dive into the flowing stream of passionate amorous pastimes, . . .
antar-mugdha-manoja-ranga-kalitair anyonyam alinganaih
purna-prema-sunirbharai rasa-bharad ekayamanakriti
. . . Sri Sri Radha-Krishna who, passtionately embracing, find their two forms sweetly become one, who play in the waves of amorous desire, waves created by their glances, whose lips yearn to kiss, who are most expert, who speak nectar words of lovers' talks, . . .
premandhau rati-lampatau nava-nava-krida-kala-sangatau
praudhananda-dhurandharau manasijollasa-sriya rajitau
. . . Sri Sri Radha-Krishna who are blind with love, who enjoy newer and newer passionate amorous pastimes, who are filled with the swetest bliss, who glisten with the splendor of glorious amorous bliss, whose crooked playful smiles and glances destroy Their peaceful composure, whose limbs are wet from the perspiration that flowed in Their amorous pastimes, . . .
bibhranau cala-curna-kuntala-cayam vaktrabjayoh sundaram
. . . Sri Sri Radha-Krishna whose atimukta garlands have fallen from Their dark, think, dishevelled hair, whose hearts are filled with love, whose faces are delightful and charming, whose lotus faces are framed by very graceful hair, whose foreheads and bellies are washed by streams of perspiration, . . .
praudha-sri-mada-harino rati-ranotsahonnatim tanvatoh
mugdhais cilli-drig-antayos cala-dasam kancin nayantau mithah
. . . Sri Sri Radha-Krishna whose arrows of passionate glances conquer the three worlds, who ferociously engage in amorous battle, whose restless glances and moving eyeborws make each other restless with passion, who are expert dancers in the battle arena of amorous pastimes, . . .
ishan-mudritayor madadalasayoh karnanta-maitri-jushor
akshinacita-pakshmabhir madhurayor vaktravalokayushoh
sakuta-smitam ingitair nayanayor ullasayantau mithah
. . . Sri Sri Radha-Krishna who delight each other with the meaningful glances from their eyes, eyes splendid and beautiful like blue and red blossoming lotus flowers, large eyes that are the friends of their ears, eyes whose lids, exhausted from many amorous pastimes, are now beginning to close, . . .
tanvadbhih srama-vari-bindubhir alam lampatyam akshno ruca
mugdhe mohana-modanaika-mahite vaktrambuje sa-smite
nasagre vara-mauktike ca lalite sphita-tvishi bibhratau
. . . Sri Sri Radha-Krishna who are exhausted from amorous battle, who are covered with perspiration, whose eyes glisten with love, whose smiling faces are filled with passionate love, whose nose-pearls are glorious, who manifest the greatest charm and splendor, . . .
smayam smayam ananga-ranga-madhurair bhangi-sataih sauratair
darsam darsam anukshanam madhurimadhare cale kundale
rajac-caru-kapola-cumbana-rasasvadair atriptim gatau
. . . Sri Sri Radha-Krishna who, smiling and smiling, taste hundreds of sweet waves of amorous pastimes, who gaze and gaze at each other's charming earrings, who, tasting the nectar of kissing each other's cheeks glistening with splendid karnikara and a sumanah garlands, find their desires are never satiated, . . .
anyonyarpita-manjuloraga-latam asvadayantau valan
ramyam kankana-mudrikangada-ruca kanthe 'rpayantau mithah
. . . Sri Sri Radha-Krishna who relish the betelnuts They place in each other's mouths, whose bimba fruit lips glisten with happy smiles as They speak many joking words, who are fragrant with aguru, who are decorated with bracelets, armlets, and rings, who place splendid jewel necklaces on each other's necks, . . .
bibhranau karajankite hridi parishvangojjvale sri-yute
. . . Sri Sri Radha-Krishna who gloriously embrace, His chest and Her breasts both marked with scratches and with pictures of dolphins drawn in musk, Sri Sri Radha-Krishna, the passionate and playful saphari fish of whose eyes happily play in each other's navel lakes, navel lakes tossed with great waves of three folds of skin, navel lakes where a dark river of a line of hairs flows, . . .
ramyoru madanambudheh plava-varav alambyamanau mithah
lavanyena natananam vidadhatau kandarpa-koty-arbudam
. . . Sri Sri Radha-Krishna whose waists are graceful and playfully curved, whose broad hips are decorated with tinkling belts, whose delightful thighs are two graceful boats in an ocean of passionate amorous pastimes, whose lotus feet are decorated with tinkling anklets, the glorious moonlight of whose toenails makes millions of Kamadevas bow their heads in shame, . . .
arudham rasa-varidher udarato magnau vilasavadhi
sambhoganka-manorama nga-latikau vrindavanendrav imau
dhyayan ko 'pi rasatmako bhavatu nah kshemaya lila-tanuh
. . . Sri Sri Radha-Krishna who, touching each other's limbs, are now overcome with love, who are plunged in an ocean of nectar pastimes, who are sublimely playful, whose flowering-vine limbs are gracefully decorated with the marks of their pleasure pastimes, and who are the king and queen of Vrindavana, may that Sri Syamananda grant auspiciousness to us."
dyute jitvara-maninam vraja-patim nirjitya vamsim balat
karshantim kara-pankajat priya-sakhi-yuthagrimam radhikam
sa-vrida-smita-sundarasyam api tam krishnam kvacid yah smaran
smerasyah pramadotkarati-vivasah stambham samalambate
10. An Ocean of Sweetness
To Sri Syamananda who happily smiled as he meditated on the pastime where Radha, claiming victory in the gambling match pulled the flute from smiling and embarssaed Krishna's lotus hand, . . .
range tam sumano-yudhi pravikasat-pushpotkaraih kalpite
pushpastrani vimuncatim priyatame radham sakhibhir yutam
tasyam uccala-pushpa-sastram akhile 'py ujjhantam ali-jane
yah krishnam ca hrida smaran kvacid uru-premojjvalam svidyati
. . . Sri Syamananda who was splendid with ecstatic love as in his heart he meditated on the sumaanah-flower battle pastime where Lord Krishna showered flower-arrows on Radha and the gopis and they responded by showering flower-arrows on Him, . . .
kridantim yamuna-jale ghanarasam pranesvare sincatim
alibhih saha radhikam su-vasanam mugdha-smitam mohinim
tasya locana-khanjarita-natana-stabdhayitam yah smaran
smeram krishnam api kvacit sa-pulako magno rase vepate
. . . Sri Syamananda, whose bodily hairs stood erect, whose limbs trembled, and who was plunged into sweet nectar as he meditated on the pastime where, beautiful, enchanting, playfully smiling, gloriously garbed and decorated Radha and Her friends playfully splashed water on Lord Krishna as They played in the Yamuna, and where Lord Krishna became momentarily stunned as the khanjana birds of Sri Radha's eyes happily danced. . .
pranesa-pranayambudhe vraja-pate govinda gopi-pate
krishneti-pramadati-gadgada-padam yo manju vakti kvacit
. . . Sri Syamananda who, overcome with ecstatic love, calls out with broken words, "O Kanta (beloved)! O Sri Rasikendra (king of they who taste nectar)! O Ballava-mani (jewel of the gopas), O Sri Radhika-vallabha (Sri Radha's beloved)! O Pranesa (master of my life)! O Pranayambudhi (ocean of love)! O Vraja-pati (master of Vraja) O Govinda (Lord who pleases the cows, land, and senses)! O Gopi-pati (master of the gopis)! O Vrindaranya-mahendra (great king of Vrindavana)! O Rasa-rasika (enjoyer of the rasa dance)! O Pratyagra-megha-dyuti (splendid like a monsoon cloud)! O Krishna (all-attractive)!
sri-saurer virahe trivarna-kulise karnanganantam gate
vicchedo na hi varnyatam mama purah sri-ghosha-lakshmi-pater
ity antah-klamavan vadann ahaha yo vaivarnyam eti kvacit
. . . Sri Syamananda who, when he heard the words, "Sri Saurer virahe" (separation from Lord Krishna), felt the three syllables "viraha" (separation) to be like a thunderbolt striking the courtyard of his ears, and who, gravely wounded and now burning with fever, said, "Please do not tell me how the goddesses of Vraja suffered in separation from Lord Krishna", and who, suffering at heart, then became very pale, . . .
khelantau vimale kalinda-duhitur gunjad-dvirephakule
kule pushpita-kanane dvija-rute radha-vidhu yauvate
pasyantau kusumavali-kshana-mishad raktendu-bimbam mitho
gayan yo muditah kvacid vitanute kancin nadim drig-jalaih
. . . Sri Syamananda who shed a river of tears as he happily described the pastime where, as They sat among the gopis in a flower-filled forest grove by the glorious Yamuna's bank, a grove filled with humming bees and cooing birds, Radha and Krishna, pretending to look at the many flowers, gazed at the glorious moons of each other's faces, . . .
sri-gopijana-vallabhasya madhure rasotsave kirtite
sadyas tat-pranayanugah kvacid aho yo nartane murchati
tam karshnim pranamamy aham prati-lavam bhavatmakam bhava-dam
. . . to that Sri Syamananda who, hearing of Lord Krishna's sweet rasa-dance festival with the gopis, became filled with ecstatic love, began to dance, and then fell unconscious as he danced, and who then manifested the ecstatic symptoms of trembling, being stunned, speaking words in s choked voice, perspiring, weeping, becoming pale, and having a body with hairs standing erect, and who was at every moment overcome with ecstatic love, and who taught others how also to be overcome with ecstatic love, I offer my respectful obeisances.
etad yah satakam rasotsava-mayam piyusha-dharadhikam
premananda-vivardhanam pratipadam sraddhanvitah kirtayet
sa prapnoti gurau dhruvam vraja-vadhu-nathe ca bhaktim param
Any person who faithfully and regularly reads or recites these hundred verses, which are a great festival of nectar, which are a flood of sweet nectar, which describe the glories of Sri Syamananda, which are filled with descriptions of Lord Krishna's pastimes, and which increase the reader's blissful love for the Lord, will attain eternal and great faith for his spiritual master and for Lord Krishna, the master of the vraja-gopis.
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