(1250) Ei phagune saungopane
On this very Phalgun[1] secretly,
Did Shyama[2] come to Vrndavan?
The love of yore,
It sprang to mind for all gopiis.
Taking clouds in hand
And sprinkling vital nectar,
Attuned to beat in groves of bay-leaf,
Dancing, You arrived this morning.
With mind-whelming flute's musical notes,
In this cosmos You set us afloat.
The phág[3] that was in Vrndavan,
It spread through pysche of the universe.
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What was local became universal. Is it local once more?
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