Prabhata Samgiita

[ATMAN]

The sound of Your flute has made me restless.
My mind cannot tell the difference between time and non-time.
The flute plays to the panchama melody calling my name.
Without hesitation, I rush towards it.

My mind cannot concentrate on my work,
I constantly hear the flute sing its dangerous melodies.
I am determined not to listen to it anymore.
No matter how much it calls, I will turn away.

But alas, I cannot help but hear it.
And when I do, I become filled with remorse.
How shall I get rid of this bothersome sound?

[ATMAN]

My Is't'a mantra is dearer to me than even my pra'na.
I am not going to leave it in exchange of enything else.
I won't leave it even if happines, dignity, money
or even prana is lost.
I won't leave it because this is my only wealth, my sadhana!

Even if a great calamity occours,
even if the Lord releases His mounted hair
and appears before me with a furious face,
smilingly I will tell him: I love my mantra.
This love will never be drawn away, I won't leave it!

Oh, dear Lord Bhaerava, I require Your blessing.
So, my Lord, I look forward for it.
Oh, Paramapurus'a, please remain with me always and ever.
Remember, I am the dust of Your feet.

[ATMAN]

Krsna:

Who will take me? I want to give myself, I want to bestow myself upon all minds. Your doors are bolted; your path is closed - how can I go?


The devotees of Vraja:

Come, devotees, we all are ready to catch You (oh Lord). Removing the stones from our path, we have made our minds bright with divine effulgence.


Krsna:

Then, oh devotees, I will make you all dance. Come, everyone, in remembrance and contemplation. No one is far from me; you are all with me in the cadence of love.

[ATMAN]

KRSNA:

Why are your eyes full of tears?
It is not the rainy season; so why do you cry?
I am the same as always, dancing with joy in radiant light.
So why do you cry?


VRAJAVASII:

We have heard that You are going away and leaving us
You are going to Mathura.
Thinking about this, with painful hearts we are crying.


KRSNA:

To restrain the moralists, to protect the good people, I am determined to go to Mathura.
You should know by now that mentally I am always with you in Vrndavan.

[ATMAN]

Krsna:

To kill Kamsa and to save the moralists, I must go to Mathura. I am going for a benevolent task, so listen all - give me a goodbye with a smiling face.


The devotees of Vraja:

We cannot do this with a smiling face - to let our souls go to hell! We lay down in front of Your chariot; we will not let you go.


Krsna:

Oh, my attendant! Drive the chariot upon them. I must go to Mathura today; however dear they may be, I cannot let them stop me from doing my duty.

[ATMAN]

The devotees of Vraja:

Only to see Krsna, we have come here with crying heart, with great expectations, taking so much trouble to decorate Him with red-sweet paint and to feed Him buttermilk with satisfaction.

Krsna:

I am very busy with innumerable works, so I don't have time to accept the red-sweet paint. Oh my minister, tell them to go back to Vrajabhumii.

The devotees of Vraja:

You have spoiled our everything, you have poured ashes on our heart. Out of bondage of duty we are leaving for Gokul to start your work.

[ATMAN]

Krsna:

Oh, Narada! Listen: I can be cured from this illness, if I can get the dust from the feet of my devotee. In the part of the world where those devotees still hide -watch secretly!


Narada:

What to do? No one is ready to give the dust from their feet for Krsna! Everyone is telling me, "we don't want to hear those words of sin!" Oh, my dear devotees of Vraja, can you please tell me where I should go to save Krsna? Being afraid of incurring sin, nobody is ready to give the dust of their feet in this critical situation.


Devotees:

Oh great saint we don't know whether we are devotees or not - we have never heard this word. Without any fear of sin and with courage, we are giving the dust of our feet to cure our Krsna.

[ATMAN]

You are my Dear Lord.
You are immeasurable.
Oh Lord of Vraja!
You have taken Your seat in the minds of the people.
Oh the Noble Child of Mathura!
Your Body is anointed with sandal paste,
decorated with Kaostubha jewels
and It looks like a Kingshuka flower.

You appear before me in my wakeful and sleeping states
with Your charming smile,
as if You are standing under the trees in the grove
of Tamala, Kadamba and bamboos of Gokula.
You are in my thought,
You are always showering Your grace on all.
You are effulgent in the core of every heart.

Come, oh Dear Lord, in the depth of my heart
like the inherent quality of whiteness in the snow
or the burning faculty of fire.
Your effulgence engulfs every particle of the creation.
Your overflowing love fills every microcosm.
You are above and beyond the universe.
You are the Supreme Lord of intellect of every unit being.

[ATMAN]

Krs'na is Purus'ottama,
Krs'na is no other than the Supreme Lord Himself.
He is the very life and soul of all devotees.
I salute that Lord Krsna.

He is omnipresent...
He resides in water, land,
the upper world as well as in the psychic world.
He is the Lord of all lords.
He is the very Narayan'a to all naras'
or human beings.

He is in Mathura, in Goloka
and also in the three worlds.
He also remains in the empirical
and meta-empirical world.
I know that sweet Lord.

[ATMAN]

I will not move even one step
away from Vrindaban.
Whatever and whenever I will see something,
I shall not forget my Vrajabha'va.

Whatever big guns might say,
whatever the so called wise people might say
or whatever the really wise people will say,
I always remain in Bhava Gokula, i.e. Vrajabha'va.

I was mostly visible along the Yamuna banks
or under the Kadamba and Tamala trees
or in the lovely company of the devotees
or on the blue waters of the Yamuna river.
I the same Krisna now assure my devotees
that I won't forget anything of this place.