—Patit Uddharan

Paramhansa of the Nectar Lake:
Did You Your Own True Love forsake;
Leaving His sweet and fragrant Lotus Breast,
To come to this world of birth and death?

Or is this a helping hand you lend
While this world of matter You Transcend,
I am perplexed, please let it be known,
Have You come to take me Home?

My feeble memory cannot recall,
Did I once in anger slip and fall?
If there is Truth, then tell me where
And from this I'll turn and go with You There.

Tell me please of Life's True Goal
So I can cleanse the dust out from my soul,
And from this humbly let me start
To nourish the spark of life within my heart.

Your blessing I crave as now I see,
Your Love can teach Infinity,
And of the mercy that therein lies
For this my Twice-born soul does cry!

So tell me please of Vrindaban,
And that Blue Gopala, yes the Gentle One,
Known as Krishna, Devaki's Son;
To this sweet Abode I long to run!

"KRISHNA" yes that is the Name,
And the reason why to Your feet I came,
I pray I'll hear KRISHNA wherever I go,
With sounds of kartals and "HARI BOL"

Now tell me of His jeweled throne
And how He dances when with Gopis He is alone,
O how His flute notes fill the air!
Tell me this in Your loving Prayer.

I see in Nectar that You swim
While herding Surabi Cows with Him,
Tell the beauty of His Lotus Flowers,
And His strength, and fame and mystic powers.

And of Devotees Whom He holds so dear
In Vaikuntha-His place where there is no fear.
Please tell of His Features so like the Moon
Tell me sweetly lest I swoon.

Now unto Your Lotus Feet I'll cling
Lest I be whipped by Maya's sting
Even the dust at Your Divine Feet
As I bow down tastes Nectar Sweet.

O Paramhansa of our land,
I see in glory that You stand
Ten thousand times a day
I beg Let me thank You for Your helping hand!