sāra-sphāra-camatkṛtiṁ hari-rasotkarṣasya kāṣṭhāṁ parām |
divyaṁ svādya-rasaika-ramya-subhagāśeṣaṁ na śeṣādibhiḥ
seśair gamya-guṇaugha-pāram aniśaṁ saṁstaumi vṛndāvanam ||
I constantly sing this hymn to Vrindavan which is most wonderfully filled with the pastimes of Sri Sri Radha and Krishna, ever surprising in the expansion of the essence of great sweetness (mahā-mādhurī-sāra-sphāra-camatkṛtiṁ), the very highest limit of the various rasas enjoyed by the Lord. The divine land of Vrindavan is unlimited in its good fortune, in that is the unique place where all the relishable relationships can be experienced, whose glories cannot be comprehended by Shiva or Shesha or any of the other gods of this world. (1.4)
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premautkyena vicintyatāṁ viluṭhanaiḥ sarvāṅgam āyojyatāṁ
dehasyāsya samarpaṇena sudṛḍha-premā samāsthīyatām |
rādhā-jānir upāsyatāṁ sthira-cara-prāṇīha santoṣyatāṁ
śrī-vṛndāvanam eva sarva-paramaṁ sarvātmanāśrīyatām ||
My friends! Meditate constantly on Vrindavan with the deepest love! Rolling in its dust and by offering up your body in this way, become totally fixed in unshakable love. Worship Radha’s lover, bring satisfaction to every creature living here, whether moving or unmoving. This Vrindavan is the supreme destination, so take shelter of it with your entire being. (1.5)
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vedāntāḥ pratipādayanti mukhato no cet tataḥ kiṁ mama
manyante bata śāstra-garta-patitā dustarkiṇaḥ kiṁ tataḥ |
no ced bhāgavatānubhūti-padavīṁ yātās tataḥ kiṁ mama
svātmā vajra-sahasra-viddha iva na spandeta vṛndāvanāt ||
If the Upanishads do not speak openly of Vrindavan’s glories, then what is that to me? I don’t care if the dry philosophers who have fallen into the hole of scriptures do not agree with me about this land. And even if the devotees who have attained direct realization of the Supreme Person do not accept Vrindavan, that does not matter to me. Even should [their words] strike my soul as if with a thousand thunderbolts, it will not move an inch from Vrindavan. (1.6)
O Bhaktas! Just wrap Prabodhananda's language around you like a protective garment. Slip into it like a comfortable cloak. Listen to him come back to those familiar turns of phrase and poetic tropes. That nishtha, that indifference to philosophical debates that deny the reality of his mystic vision.
That attempt to outdo himself (because there are no competitors really doing the same thing) in stating what odds he will overcome without abandoning his goal, his dedication to that supreme devotion to Radha's service in Vrindavan.
Let yourself be carried away, listen to his unique style and language and let him transport you to the impeccable, glowing, effulgent Vrindavan of his transcendent vision.
Let his enthusiasm and love for Vrindavan wash over you and wash you away.
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