Vrishabhanu Kund, renovated by the Brij Foundation.
atyutkṛṣṭe sakala-vidhayā śrīla-vṛndāvane’smin
tādṛk mūḍhā hari hari mama prāṇa-bādhe’py adṛśyāḥ
sambhāvyā vā katham api nahi prāyaḥ sarvasva-hāsyāḥ ||
This Vrindavan is most perfect in all respects. Those who see flaws in it due to their imperfect vision and announce that they are real are fools. Lord, Lord! May they remain out of my sight, even if I am in danger of my life. Such persons are never to be taken seriously, for they are almost totally laughable. (1.11)
brahmānandam avāpya tīvra-tapasā samyak-prasādyeśvaraṁ
gorūpāḥ sakalā ihopaniṣadaḥ kṛṣṇe ramante vraje |vṛndāraṇya-tṛṇaṁ tu divya-rasadaṁ nityaṁ carantyo’niśaṁ
rādhā-kṛṣṇa-pādāmbujottama-rasāsvādena pūrṇāḥ sthitāḥ ||
Even after attaining Brahmananda, the Upanishads continued to perform great austerities to perfectly please the Supreme Lord so that they could take birth as cows in Vrindavan. Now they take pleasure here in the pastures, grazing on the juicy grasses of the Vrindavan forest, feeling total satisfaction at relishing the taste of Sri Sri Radha and Krishna's divine lotus feet. (1.12)
yo’sau kiṁ śatadhā chinatti nahi māṁ śastrair athāstraiḥ śitaiḥ |
sarvādhīśitur eva jīvana-vane dveṣan ca mātraṁ cared
ekasyāpi tṛṇasya ghora-narakāt taṁ kaḥ kadā voddharet ||
Anyone who tells me about the flaws of the residents of Vrindavan, whether they are mobile or still, does he not realize that he cuts me into a hundred pieces with sharpened knives and arrows? If one should condemn even the tiniest blade of grass in this beloved abode of the Supreme Lord, there is no one, no one who could lift out of the darkest hell. (1.13)
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