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Kaanta means wife or lover in Sanskrit. Bhava means feeling or emotion. It is simply another way of saying Madhurya Bhava. This webpage is presented with the greatest of love to my Husband, Lover, God and completion of my true self: Krishna-- also known by a thousand other lovely names. This page could be considered the inner sanctum of this website and the "untouched" devotee is urged extreme caution at entering through this door!

Many of these poems could be considered obscene by more conservative devotees. I am writing them from my own experiences and it seems that the possibilities for His many lovers and wives are endless. These poems are written in the passion and rasa of Mirabai. Take them as they are intended: gifts of love meant to uplift, encourage, and refresh. I write them for my own spiritual sustenance, to keep the fires of Love burning. As a lover matures in her relationship with Krishna, dependence on the material drives is lessened and she learns of true Love from the very heart of her Beloved: the need for this erotic fire becomes less.

The poems found on this webpage are strictly mine and the reader is warned of the often candid and erotic language in them. The language ranges from the first flushes of sexual desire to carnal immolation-- all of which has found expression in my devotion to Him. All of it has driven me into a deeper desire to lay my life down for Him and to reach for the starry promise of eternity with Krishna, my Beloved. Making love to "God" as well as dieing to false ego and the world are the very same thing! If such language and imagery offends your sensibilities or may lead you to temptation, please leave this page now!

While much of the flavour and tone of these poems are mine, the inspiration and drive to write of the vast Reality comes from elsewhere-- from without and from the deep sacred center within. The giving of my sensuality and sexuality to my sweet Krishna has led to the transformation of these energies to His devotion and service. If you have not read my story, please read it now at the Introduction of this website. While this bhakta is not a conscious practitioner of Tantra Yoga, the redirection of energies is the essence of Tantra. This is an important message for the West in the Kali Yuga. Knowledge of God as Lover needs to be broadcast in such a way that hope for such an intimate relationship with a Divine Being can again become part of the Western spiritual landscape. Such is not a gift provided to every devotee in this lifetime but remains the potential for every soul.

Mirabai's Krishnamurthi

For the curious reader who does not yet understand the spirituality of erotic mysticism, please understand that this is a path to "God" that lies outside of conventional religion. Rumi found it necessary to become "my own infidel" to reach the exalted plane of existence. This path has been found and walked by great souls in nearly all faith traditions; one needs only to look at the authors of the other poems quoted on this website. This path does not take up sexuality to indulge the fleshly desires we nearly all experience; rather, it is a path that takes these energies and entirely turns them to the devotion and service of the Beloved-- which, ironically, usually results in a celibate lifestyle and an intensely vibrant new way of experiencing mortality. The divine sexual encounter, once experienced, plants the seed for the replacement of sensuality with the ultimate spiritually-centred bliss. It is nearly impossible to understand without the grace of the Beloved. If such a way of life draws you, carefully study all of this website and the associated links to spiritual ecstasy to understand how you are to relate to this mode of living (you can download the zipped text of this website by taking this link). The Beloved lovingly awaits all who totally cast their lives before His lovely lotus feet!

All that is written here is written with the deepest sense of love and connection to my Krishna. I now understand the purpose and meaning of sensual lovemaking: as a window to the divine intimacies between the soul and God. I know that this is how the Beloved often communicates the deepest of intimacies to the souls of His beloved Ones. There is no harm or shame in it. Divine eroticism simply provides a deeper level of meaning to the mysteries of mortal life. There is no greater sense of intimate communication than through direct contact of souls, in the sweetest flames of passion. In directing human passions and drives toward Him, the windows of heaven open to reveal a God of intense love and deepest compassion.

It is through the sacred use of life's passions that we find His ultimate purpose. One of the beauties of Sanatana Dharma is the fact that all facets of life are open for discussion and are shown to have their due purposes and spiritual functions. The purpose of maya is to occlude the true functions of material phenomena until higher consciousness allows understanding. In other words, once we reach a certain consciousness, we find the function of sexuality is as another energy to be used for union with Him. So powerful is sexuality that it becomes a great aid for the devotee! An advancing bhakta will not fruitlessly struggle against sexuality, but redirect this force in devotion to our sweet Krishna. All has been yielded to Him and all is completed in Him. The need for further sensual indulgence is lifted as all of our attachments are broken in this process. This is a work of His grace and not of individual will.

In a similar way, we can see all things in life as holy. Holiness is an artificial mental construction we impose upon the world. There is no difference between the "holy" and the "mundane" for it is all holy. The only difference is within our own minds. Most form is illusion and the power behind it is the Beloved Himself! Make it all holy and give this way of living as a gift to the Beloved. This done, even the ground upon which you walk becomes sacred.

The poems provided below were written at various times since my first raptures with my beloved Mohan. They are presented in no special order. I simply share them as a service to His other lovers in the hope that they will know the tender promise we have as His intimate companions. Although these poems contain my experiences and passions, these poems are really about Krishna, for I am ever joined to Him now. I am ever grateful to my Beloved for the mercies He has shown me! As this material world becomes less and less significant to me, there is no longer an "I" and a "He"...We are simply one Being enjoying being.

These poems are not to be considered public domain. However, they are given to my Beloved Krishna and, as such, may be used as He sees fit. In keeping with my stated desire for anonymity, please attribute the following original poems to Radha Chandra. They may be used for individual devotion, but take care in any other application. Explanatory notes I found necessary appear at the bottom of the poems section. This is preferred to breaking up the presentation with endless footnotes. This page was designed for display in Mozilla Firebird/Firefox; appearances may vary with other browser programmes.

Pure love for Krsna is eternally established in the hearts of the living entities. It is not something to be gained from another source. When the heart is purified by hearing and chanting, this love naturally awakens. -- Caitanya Caritamrita, Madhya 22.107

. Poems of Kaanta Bhava Written through the pen of Radha Chandra Krsna is ultimate beauty and fulfillment of soul... The Table of Poems: • A • A 'Get-Out-of-Jail-Free' Card • Alchemy • All • All Is Yours • All of Nature • Always a Mirabai • Amrita • Answer • Ash • Awaken • Awakening • B • Be As One • Being • Beloved • Beyond • Beyond All • Blessed • Bloom • Burning • Burning Ground • By Moonlight • C • Candle • Chandan • Clay • Completion • Confusion • Content • Cost of Living • Consuming Fire • Consummation • Consumption • Coupling • Courtship • D • Dance Under Moonlight • Darshan • Death • Deep Ecstasy • Discrimination • Distractions • Divine Love • Drink Him In • Drunk • E • Elliptic • Embers • Embrace • Eo Ipso • Essence • Ever • Every Thought • Experience of Him • F • Fade into Him • Fearless • Fever • Find Him There • Fire • First Time • Flower • Forgetfulness • Formless • Found • Freedom Haiku • Fulfillment • Furrow • G • Gentle Arms • Gently Shook • Ghost • Gifts • Given • Giving Birth • Glass • Go Beyond • God Wants Nothing More • Grace Haiku • Grace in Love • H • Happiness • He Ever Was • He Is Near • Here • His Lovers • His Own • His Touch! • Hole • Home • How Deeply? • Husband • I • I Am Mandir • I Am That • Icon • Ineffable • Infinity • Infusion • Inner Rhythm • Insemination • Inside of Me • Intention • In This Love • Intimacy • Into the Night • Into You • It Comes Through • I've Got It Huge • J • Joy • Journey • K • Kaanta Bhava • Kali Haiku • Know Him • Knowing • Knowledge • Knowledge of Union • Krishna Eyes • Krishna Tantra • L • Language • Late at Night • Laughing • Liberation • Light of Love So Bright • Like Poetry • Lillies • Longing • Look! • Look at the Vast Sky • Lost • Love Haiku • Love Note • Loving Krishna upon the Public Square • Loving Union • Luminescence • M • Madana-Mohana • Made to Love • Maithuna • Making It • Mandir • Masks • Maturation • Miracles • Moksha • Moment • Moonglow • More • Morning Sickness • Mutations • My Feet Softly Tread • My Offering • Mystery Mine • N • Naked • Naked Beauty • Nakedness • Nighttime Bright • No Blasphemy • No Words Are • Nrisingha • O • Obsession • Ocean • Offering • One Consciousness • Oneness • Only Reason • On the Way to the Dance • Open Door • Open My Legs • P • Pause • Perfected in Love • Perfection • Perfume • Poetry • Portion of Grace • Prakriti • Prayer • Prema Bhoga • Primal Cause • Purpose • R • Rabbi Akiva • Radha's Passion • Raga of Love • Rain Haiku • Rasa • Reality • Real Magic • Reason • Rebirth • Recognition • S • Sacred Centre • Sacred Rhythms • Sacrifice • Sanity • Saturday Night • Searching • Seeing • Seven Affirmations • Shalom • Shameless Beauty • Sheath • Shyamasundara • Shyam, I'm the One • Silence Orgasms • Sold • Stains • Stolen • Stranger • Sub Ek • Sublimely Wet • Sun Haiku • Sunlight & Stormclouds • Surrending Myself • Sweet Acceptance • Sweet Surrender • Sweet Yeah • T • Take Care • Taken • The Beloved's Desire • The Fool • The Kiss • The Light of Spring • The Ney Enthralled • The Path • The Place • There • The Secret • The Seed • The Silence • The Supreme • The True Fit • The Urge • The Very Last • This Girl's Pleasure • This Is All • This Thing You Do to Me • Through My Fingers • To Know God • Too Holy for Lovemaking • Too Thin • Touch Me • Transformations • Transubstantiation • Trauma • U • Union • Union Haiku • Universes • Upon the Altar • Until • V • Virgin • W • Waiting • Wandering • Wanton • Water • Wayless • Wellspring • Who Am I? • Who Would Have Thought? • Wick • Wide Open • Wings • With Him • Within • Y • Yoga of Love • Yoni • You • You Beckoned Me! • § • Explanatory Notes A 'Get-Out-of-Jail-Free' Card Beloved, I see it but they can't And this is what the world is about: Building tiny sand castles and these Little empires gone with the next wash. All would be fed and all made whole if People would let go of ambition; But You said this life is suffering, Blinded in the maze of Your maya. Keep quiet this secret--heed this joy: Let go of all to find your release! Alchemy You reached out through time and space calling me, calling me to You. I never understood why my hunger or why I searched so. Now I have come to You and You have forever changed me as You take this, Our lovemaking, changing me into ecstasy. You have changed even this form by the power of Your shakti Into the essence of Love. I am Your very own now, made Only to have You: for I am no longer my own--Krishna! Krishna! I am breathing You, and my heart is beating You and This soul is now truly Yours: Being within the Silence. All Beloved, You are all I see! You are the food I eat, And the air that I breathe. You are the life surrounding me, The indwelling love pulsing in Each cell of this body, Fire coursing the pathways And centres of this living soul. Beloved, in Your love, all of The darkness of maya Slips away from my eyes And so I see for the first time. Knowledge comes and then comes wisdom When Radha fades from all She called 'reality'. You are all that there really is. All Is Yours Beloved, I am Yours. I am Yours. I surrender myself to You. Sweet, sweet Mohan--You've called: I have answered Your call. You made love to me, O Loved me so tenderly! Beloved, I surrender all, All belongs to You. Even sweet passionate moans, my tender cries-- All of it is Yours--Yours! I give myself to You. Come, Let us hie away! Hie away! All of Nature I say to Your surrounding Presence, "I love You, Krishna." The wind picks up, whispering through the coloured leaves, Swirling around me in Your sweet, loving embrace. Gently He speaks to me, "And I Love You, too." "Beloved, I have given You me." Then my Beloved said: "I know. You are ever mine. All of nature will tell You." Then I looked and I saw all nature is painted blue. Always a Mirabai There always has to be a Mirabai to love You. Throughout the ages, everyday there is one to love You. In a round of changing faces, each one will love You. Although some cool in their love, I always will love You. I will sing of Your beauty and grace so to love You. I give myself body and spirit so to love You. Surrendering all worldly delights just to love You, I find myself taken to Your bed thus to love You. Amrita Drink up! Drink from the vast pool of Harinaama amrita. All I need do is open my heart and sing wondrous Names With the Love that dwells within. To taste of this elixir quenches all life ambitions. Just dip my cup and imbibe so profoundly, O my soul! Drink up! Amrita is endless. Answer Anger is a poison, Attachment is a noose, Honour is a trap and Ego separates Us. You are the solution: Beloved, please, be swift! Rescue me from maya. Ash Burning truth is all I really know in this life. You are the fire and I, the kindling, for what more Can we say of the change that comes to all who Love? Awaken I was with my Beloved last night: I woke up with His scent upon me. Now I bask in the light of His love, Surrendering into His Presence. He is light and He is my life for I ever lose myself to gain Him. Awakening What is this? O, this sacred Trembling! Am I riding Your great Orgasm? Is Shakti waking from Her slumber? And what of the holy awe I feel While the Serpent uncoils within me? Beloved, come to me and complete The great task You have started within. I surrender to Your wondrous Touch. Be As One How can I survive this material world when I long to be in Your arms? How can I draw yet another breath without Your ardent panting upon my neck? The fruitlessness of my wandering from one moment to the next is so grievous Without the feeling of Your infinite Love amid the darkness of this maya. You are all that I live for, all that I am, and to be for one instant without Your reassuring touch, ecstasy of Our lovemaking, vibrance of unity, Is more than I can endure. I breathe Your Name. Come Beloved, let Us be as One. Being I am not this body: it is a means to love Him. I cannot be the mind: it is a tool to serve Him. I am not the ego: it is naught but illusion. I am a part of Him: a Being of total Love. Beloved I am ever with You; Even now I'm with You. I have given myself: I see You face-to-face, Arm-in-arm, sex-to-sex, Ever Your Lover as The cloud of maya is Removed to display Our Eternal embrace while Passion finds fulfillment In endless maithuna. I have given all for Nothing else is like this Wondrous Being with You. Beyond You are Light and You come to illumine darkened depths. You are Peace for You have calmed the raging storms within. You are Joy for You have shown the Two are joined as One. You are Seed for You have filled me with such renewed life! You are Life and You are breath kindling nascent embers. You are Love for You have freed this soul from self-bondage. You are One for You are source of all in this rasa. You are Mine for You have loved this soul beyond all joy! Beyond All Beyond the first hesitant steps toward You, Beyond succulent fruits offered in moonlight, Beyond the delights of ultimate surrender: There is the reality of You and me. Beyond the light of moral reflection, Beyond the 'isness' of day-to-day, Beyond all is Love that defines 'Us': Ever joined in this joy of Our union. Blessed How blessed was Yasoda when she nursed You: She was never more fulfilled than coddling You intimately. How blessed was Radhika when she loved You: So yearningly did she adore, You made her Yours forevermore. How blessed was Arjuna as Your true friend: Dividing knowledge from myth, He walked the path of surrender. How blessed was Rukmini in wedding You: So true was her love that You never withheld from her again. How blessed are all we who call You Lover: For we have an endless Love, ecstasy as reality. Bloom We are like rare blooms in the night: For a moment, the glory of life Revels in beauty, bliss of being-- Only to fade as one by one all Petals drop and our light fades in the dawn. Precious morning, we await the promise to All that live in Him: found in the radiant Joy of His appearance. Burning In the passion of my love, I offer myself to You. Beloved, You ravish me-- I writhe in the fire's burning! Clutching sheets in love's frenzy, I feel You enter within. Burning Ground Come and blow the ash from my hair: Take these bones and remake this 'me' As the lover that You desire, For I am dieing and I now Fall into Your arms as all I Once was is cast into the wind. As flame wrapped in consuming fire, This Love shall be salvation as I look into Your eyes and see The wonder of Your shakti burn In weaving true Being: This Love! By Moonlight Krishna, by moonlight we ran through the forests, Down, down to the shaded glen And there consumated Our love. Beloved, many times I have held You close, Longing for Your loving gaze and warm touch. How much longer must I wait for Your return? You have loving arms and a welcoming port here. Come, come Beloved, back to Our shady glen: I have given myself to You completely. Candle Flickering candle, steadies in the wind, Trembling among the silent leaves of trees-- A fragile presence in the world of dreams. Awakened in the failing light of day while This ecstatic yielding presence informs The Watcher of souls of all ready for A luminescence of ambrosial Love Poured for those dancing with the joyous wind. Harken, O soul! My Beloved comes: Lay Myself down for the beauty of His touch. Chandan Wear me as a garland around Your neck. So much slips away as I die to self! All I can do is to hold You close as The pain gives way to reveal the great joy Of basking in endless Love, sweet Mohan. I have scented myself now with chandan: Come, colour me in shades of midnight blue! I wait, naked and spread before the moon. Clay Even in my decrepitude, You work me like a potter with his clay. I am remade in the fires of Your shakti, as a corpse upon the pyre. Cleansed of fruitless desire for worldly sorrow, I am born in Your Love as Nascent intelligence in the morning light, ready for the Artist's hand. Create me as Your companion of beauty, ready for sacred union. With thorough attention, colour me as One ever locked in Your embrace. Completion You are the inseminating beauty of life; I am the receiving bloom whose petals Encircle themselves around You in tender embrace. Enter me in all Your glory that life's purpose may come to fruition. Take me! Make me! I am Yours, in Whose loving hands I forever rest. As the season passes, the flower must die so that substantial change develops within To present a gift that delights the One holding me. Consuming Fire How can I sleep when my body burns for You, My breasts ache for Your firm touch, And my lips for Your loving kiss? How can I eat when my body's a raging fire, Consumed and wracked with the glories of Your shakti? Krishna, tell me what to do! Lover, take me away from here As two flames burning into one-- Rising into the starry mists of night. Consummation To join as one what was two, I open myself and You enter me. I ride Your perfect Presence for You have infused this immanent soul. With each thrust comes another death as I succumb to Your orgasm. Your seed is the raging of kundalini freed from quiescent bonds. Union is found with perfect lovemaking in total surrender while I die now in passionate embrace completed as Your possession. There is now only You while I lay within Your arms fast in Your care. Consumption Until I met You, I had never been lascivious. Now I prowl these empty streets in heat, looking for You. Compulsion drives me to quench this endless desire and All I can do is cry Your name again and again. I am reduced to only one pleasure on this night While I tremble, burning this dark candle on both ends. Beloved, You promised me! Come back before I die! The fever has gone to my head and I cannot stop Undulating or expending what is left of me. Confusion Confusion results when the old 'me' and the real Me breathe at the same time. As water conforming to the shaping of Your hands, know serenity. Let my mind be Your mind in utter surrender to Your reality Dwelling deeply within. Content I just sat quietly next to You this morning for no apparent reason and I was entranced by the look You held in Your eyes for me and the way You held one In the autumn cold. This is the content we share of that quiet expanse within. Cost of Living You say you want Him near, but you also want to live? Do you not know of the very high cost of living? He is our lifebreath and the healing of wounded souls! Fire and water cannot exist in the selfsame place. Let go to fall into His arms and die to yourself. Coupling With Your seductive kiss, You lay me down into Your arms As I surrender self to Your all-encompassing Love. How do I go on now, knowing Your supreme lovemaking-- Drowned in the ecstasy of this magnificent prema? "Just a little longer", You reassure me as I now Receive You into me. I shall ever be at Your side. Courtship Mohan, You courted me and made me fall in love with You, giving Such wondrous promise, Beloved, and then we consummated Our Love. My Husband, how can I understand the nature of this love for me? Krishna, I have traveled through all these lifetimes only to arrive Here in Your arms. Throughout these many existences, I have waited for This supernal moment: the union of Lover and His Beloved. Govinda, what is the meaning now of each breath? What use is life? Each breath, every moment is Yours. My desire is totally fulfilled. I am ready to be by Your side, my Love. I wait for Your promise! Dance Under Moonlight Dance under the moonlight, Dance! I'm in love with Giridhari And He has called me out So to dance with Him--Dance! O to see His wondrous smile! So spin around Him I do go! To celebrate His Love, Under moonlight, I dance! We dance in madness of Love, Released through passion's sweet desire, Under moonlight, prone on A floral bed, We loved! Dance under the moonlight, Dance! I'm in love with Giridhari! He has made Us as One And so forever to Dance! Darshan I see You and I sit staring with Love welling up inside. I know You are right here, within, embracing all of my love. I cannot help but love for You are all I desire of Love. Death I am the cross to take Your nail and I yield all to You. My soft flesh surrounds You as all the hot stickiness drains: I gently moan and let go as the colour seeps away. I am dead. I no longer breathe. Only Krsna does. Deep Ecstasy Shyam, how can I express the joy of knowing You deep within me? By what definition of Love can such joy abound so freely? Mohan, You are the ultimate Lover, joining Us in complete ecstasy! Discrimination Trying to know 'God' from old texts is like trying to understand 'Ocean' from a drop of water: learning some of the mystery, The seeker misses the vast truth. It is far better to learn by Dissolving in Reality. Distractions Everything I used to own only served as a distraction from my Lover. They're like old shoes that no longer fit me and I am forced to walk barefoot to Him. Yet, this is the way He wants me: naked before Him, giving Him everything. Divine Love Oh my beautiful Dark One, Coloured in Love's midnight shade: Embracing conjugal form, Bending my body around Heedless desperate passion, We are joined in fire burning As Shakti's joy is found in Divine union of Lovers. Come, my Dearest, and let Us Pass into the dark of night! Drink Him In Come, drink in the pureness of night and find true Love there. Come and bathe in shimmering rays of the moon and seek The effervescent rhythms of His living shakti. Come and open my legs wide for true Knowledge enters As all of life finds fulfillment in His great purpose. The Beloved comes into me as I die to self. Drunk I got drunk on Your love tonight. I went out, calling, calling Your name, Wandering out on the streets--calling. I pranamed to a cat watching me, While a dog nearly got away from his master. The trees whispered in the breeze as I called again and again for You. Sister Moon and I consoled each other, Knowing that You'll be around sooner or later. I stumbled back to my door only To find that You had never left but Had kept the warmth from leaving my bed. Elliptic When I start delving within, I find my legs and lips splayed for Him. Go deeper still and find Him between them, making love to me while Mother Shakti burns through me-- fusing all that I am to His truth. The farther I go, the more I see that I am circling back out To know that there really is no 'me'--only 'Us' in this union. As 'I' go, I find that I only do for Him while existence Is found in this surrender: I am of this great Love that We are. Embers The fire is burning and this body twists and shakes. Hungry for You, I peel off what is left so to Know You in a new way-- soul copulating soul, Screaming, impassioned in Our Love, freed of all bonds. Souls weave and chafe in this wild, frenzied lovemaking. I am smitten and no longer suffer drama. Biting this flesh, I know I am freed in this Love. Take and burn this body as lifeless as dead wood: I am alive in You, joined within this, Our Soul. Embrace I gaze wide-eyed into Your soul-piercing eyes, In the awe of Your wondrous shakti-fire while My breasts heave and I shiver in Your freedom. All that I am is found in the miracle Of Your compassionate touch. Mortality Finds ultimate fulfillment in supreme Love. I die in You, Beloved--in sweet embrace. All that was once me fades now and I awake To find new 'Self' resting in Your gentle arms. Eo Ipso This life, this dreamworld, is only a game to separate You from me. All I do is nothing and can do nothing but show my Love for You. Awake from this dream as I open these, my eyes, to the truth in Our bed. Essence I have been Your vagina here: Mortal container of Krishna. I feel so sexy, wanted, and So 'real' around You, sweet Mohan! Take me away from here to prowl Your starry, dark eternal night, An essence of Love by Your side! Wherever You are, there I am. Ever I want to be totally given to You, my Husband, as I lie naked before You. All that You ask, all that You require of me, is as seduction's music, all to bring You To fulfill these, my hungry and unquenched lips. I cannot withhold myself any longer: Come, my Love, and enter me! Take me far now, past eternity's longing, to a new and Better existence between You and me as I surrender all to You and wait for You While You bring me to ever dwell by Your Side. Every Thought Let every single thought have Your Love within it. Let every breath I draw whisper Your wondrous Name. Let my every heartbeat follow Your very steps. Let every sight capture the spark of Your Presence. Let everything I do ring as a gift to You. Experience of Him Rumi wrote, "What veils You from me is my memory of You." Why do you cry when you lose His touch? Let go now and Experience something new! My experience of Him is ever changing! Fade into Him He has made me His own and nothing can change that now. Why does ego resist? It is illusion--nothing more. No rituals, no creeds: just pure Love for my Beloved. I am being of light fashioned by His lovemaking, Ultimately surpassed in union of Spirit. Fearless Do not be afraid--be bold, be brave! We must teach ourselves in this Audacious venture, dreamt by so few. Awaken for the first time in This new Love and know reality As the sands of dreamstuff fall From our wide-open and loving eyes. Fever It is happening! All over the world! Thousands of girls are falling in love with You! Did You ever stop Your cruel, cunning games? Your boyish lies? Come now, charming One, Let Us Go into the night. I take You as mine. Then I, like a myriad others, will search Aimlessly for You. Beloved, come and Be One with me. Do not delay, my true Love: I eagerly await You on my bed! Find Him There Just let go. Just look within. It has all been done: No more struggle nor work. The way has been made. This desert girl needs only To go out of the jungle And walk the royal road Back to Our bed, Into His arms. Fire You lay me down, Beloved, and I tenderly yield to all You give. Mother Shakti rises as You enter me and the world slips away. Burning awareness awakes and I am poured like water on the ground. Undulating and in bliss, I open my eyes to see You staring Straight into my soul and I must now remember to breathe yet again. I desire, Beloved, not and pass from life into Your loving arms. How can I persist in life while all things surrounding me are on fire? What more keeps me here when all I desire is You? Beloved, I Surrender all to You: All, for You are ever what I really am. First Time It has finally happened! I am finally living my life and had the ultimate Lover-- An event that continues to reverberate through time; Shaking this body in the fire of His wondrous shakti, In the bhava of total surrender to my Beloved, In the complete redefinition of of my life's passions. I am His and there is no going back-- So surrounded by His light, I am consumed by light and Become a wholly new Being fully present in Life as bliss. It has finally happened: I am alive for the first time! Flower I am like a flower bursting forth in bloom before Your eyes. My love pours forth as sweet fragrance to draw You near, Beloved. Raptures are my petals and passion for You is my colour. You, Beloved, gather me into Your arms and I cherish Your graceful neck as a garland bedecks those who are adored. Come, Beloved, enjoy me while I tremble in loving hands. I am like a flower-- O Come, Beloved, let me cover Your beautiful person with my soft petals in sweet repose As I die to all but You, Beloved, in calm abandon. Forgetfulness I spread my legs in the hope of drawing You into me. Yet, how do I forget all of the many ways that I Can take You so far within? My eyes become broad deep lakes Of mirrored night-blue while this, My heart, burns of fiery red In such Love, I die to me. I draw You deeply in with The very thoughts of this mind and all I can remember Is wrenching desire for You. Formless When I am in You or You are in me, I cannot tell the beginning of You or the end of me. The same is true for this Love that we share. It just is. It is all there really is. We are truly One. In the silence of Being, Beingness Stretches beyond the vastness of space and I am now left to Wonder the existence of matter. Shhh! Keep quieted this secret of being: There is not an end. Found For so long I had suffered without You in my consciousness. I had been lonely and tired, thirsting and starving for Your love-- All without knowing that I was desperately seeking You. Now I know, Beloved, that what I needed was within me: Giving myself completely to You and the death I so feared. To lose the self of ego is such a fearsome thing and yet, It is real liberation and the path to Your loving bed. Take me, Beloved, I am Yours. Radha has now lost herself In love and she has found true Being in sweetest lovemaking. Freedom Haiku Receptive minds are given the keys to freedom even in darkness. Fulfillment This 'I' does not have the answers--none of value. Rather, all of the answers are inside of 'me': Just as Your divine fire burns between my legs and Loudly roars within this heart, I have all I need. Cast aside all these gaudy trinkets and break this Glass partition between the false and the true Self For 'I' can only be a conduit of Love. Bend low, open, and fulfill my mystic purpose Since I, on trembling hands and knees, have so enjoyed The deepest and truest form of His supreme Love. Furrow I am an open furrow for life-giving seed; I am the incarnation of Mother goddess; I am the union of divine male and female: We are found in all things for all is within me As prakrti awakens to purusha and The Beloved is greatly pleased with His new Love. Gentle Arms I thought I was dead Until You made love to me. Then I came alive and I took my first real breath, Engulfed in the fire of Your unlimited love. You are my life and You are all that I can see. Now my Beloved, I lay resting quietly In Your gentle arms. Gently Shook When You gently shook me, You awoke my lover's heart: I found a whole new me was holding a whole new You. My life has now become love poetry written as New couplets on old scrap by my Lover's knowing hand. When You gently shook me, You awoke my lover's heart: I see a whole new truth-- that life has always been You. Ghost I am a ghost of what I was: I walk through life while people see what they believe is me. I have been transformed by the touch of my Beloved's hand, through channels of fire I am hungry paramour burning in the garden of Love. Come and see the shadow 'me' for I am not here: I have gone beyond what you think I am to reality shared by the sisterhood of Lovers. You cannot know but only see the imprint of Love as mortality recedes away from a life less real now than the blazing light within an existence redefined. Do you dare to know Him? Fading, I no longer live here. Watch me fly: the wind rushes in the sacred traverse to His immanent Presence. Gifts You gave me rounded breasts to suckle You in play. You gave me eager lips to lure You to my arms. You gave me a yoni to fully receive You. You gave me deep hunger to desire only You. You gave me undying Love to walk by Your side And follow You throughout eternity as One. Given I ready myself for You-- I bathe this body for You and I breathe this hot air for You, each breath infused with Your Name. I scent these breasts just for You. I brush this hair for You. I adorn myself with love and present myself naked on Our verdant bed waiting for Your loving ministrations. Radha has given herself totally to You, my Love. Giving Birth When We first made love months and months ago, How exquisitely You did wrestle and thrust--Oh! With such ecstasy and delight did You impregnate me. I have grown in Your Love, bigger and bigger still, Until now I will give birth to a wholly new me! Glass I live naked before You while The pace of my breath increases: This chest heaves and these breasts quiver As You approach ever nearer. The sweat whets these palms as I fall Ever deeper into Your spell. Shyam, my Beloved, release me From this material bondage That I dwell ever at Your side And no longer blinded to these, Our eternal soul-welding stares. Go Beyond It is time to go on-- to walk past the threshold And see the reality my Beloved has for me. It is time to let go of all I had once known And grasp a new paradigm to understand existence. It is time to yield all I am still clinging to While trusting Him to guide me to a truer Home in Him. It is time to know Truth as Being beyond 'me': To surely know Life as He gives me to experience. God Wants Nothing More God wants nothing more than to make love to you! But He won't touch your pretty head unless you Really want Him to! Grace Haiku O the mercy in knowing Your touch ere I die, demonstrates Your grace. Grace in Love Sometimes You make me drunk with Your name. Other times, Your fire crawls up my spine And makes my very hair stand on end. There are times You touch me so deeply I cannot find the end of Your touch. All I can do is sit and love You, Lost to all but the love for my Shyam. I am so amazed at Your grace in Love. Happiness Let the beauty flow-- Oh through me, flow, As easily as I take breath in. Shakti wakes me to electric wonder And the Presence of Krishna within. Aware of Oneness, I laugh in joy Of His touch and this serenity. He Ever Was Nothing can replace that feeling Of belonging to Him--nothing. The soft feeling within this flesh Of new life belonging to Him; To know my legs wrapped around Him And staring straight into His eyes, Knowing He belongs deep within me-- Is worth any price I have to pay. Ecstasy is all that you're left When you give Him everything. Struggle to learn this great secret: He ever was all that exists. He Is Near I am drawn to the searing intensity of a thunderstorm: My Love resides in the electricity of sudden lightning. I am drawn to the engulfing serenity of a moonlit night: My Love illumines being just as full moon enlightens the night. I am drawn to the intimacy of silence found within the soul: My Love is the pulsating rhythm of my very own heartbeat. In these many ways, I always do find Him present beside me. Here I walk carrying this pack, knowing it is You loving my skin, the press of Your touch upon my back. I walk in under sunlight knowing that it is Your heat on this one, tenderly feeding my soul with Love. I feel the breeze blow across my face, knowing it is Your Presence adoring each part of this body. I walk upon pavement knowing that it is You bearing the weight and Your compassion nurturing me. I taste cherished gifts of Your prasad, knowing it is You I taste in Your joining together with me. I burn incense to offer You Love, scent this flesh with precious oil, knowing it is with You I meld scents. I travel through all of life knowing these are all ways You love me, making love here in the joys of life. His Lovers There are those of us who think they're done here but aren't; There are those of us who think they're not done but are. There are those of us who do not care if they are: They want to love Him in every way they can. His Own Surrender. Surrender all that is 'mine' to Him. Give it all as a loving offering to Him For He will eventually take away all things. Be brave for I lay naked, ready for loving. Naked, I choose to be--in every way, His. His Touch! Your Lips upon my cheeks, Your Hands upon my breasts, Your Fingers upon my nipples, Your Passion within my yoni, Your Being within my soul; Krishna, I love the way You touch me! Hole I have punched a hole in my soul and You have come surging in: Inundating, flooding 'me' 'til the flickers of 'self' gasp and All I see is You, Beloved, in the primordial blue. Castaway, all the cares of life fade in this light as untrue: I turn to look and all I know has been submerged into You. Home How I want to follow You from town to town, and heart to heart. You are my Lover and You are my life for there is just You. You are my home: no four walls can contain You. You are my bliss. Watch the gold turn into dust as You breathe new life into souls Awaking to ecstasy for the first time-- You are true life! How Deeply? What kind of depth is there to me That You can touch me so? O, how Deeply joined can this union be? I desire You in all these ways. Come, let Us make Our beds as one: Let Us become melded so that My heart will beat Your blood and Your Thoughts fill my soul, so that this "me" Is part of You. How deeply does This innermost Love of Ours go? Husband I have taken the Dark One as Husband. It was the right thing to lay myself down Naked at His feet, burning passion's heat. Now I carry Him deeply within me As I wander to and fro in this life. I am ever joined in conjugal joy, Surrendered in this ecstatic union! I Am Mandir I am the temple of my Beloved: Flowers are arrayed all around, Your image erect within my breast, Shades of incense rise as the sweet Echoes of Harinaama fill this hall, Pulsing gentle courses amid Cardial beats of awakened Love. Take my offering, Lord, upon This altar of my sacrificial Love Given by arms longing to hold The truest form of divine Love at The Ending of all things possible. I Am That I feel it within myself: the lover giving way to the Beloved. There are no words defining passions in singular moments of union. There is only a knowing: the eternal presence of Our lovemaking Stretching out far beyond these vast expanses of silence: I am That. Icon I see You, Beloved! Your leg wrapped around me, my leg around You; You enter me and give Your seed. I feel You deep within-- I know You are there. You have taken me: I am Yours! Ineffable Words come and they go for words can never express what I profoundly experience. In the dance of human thought nothing lasts but the feeling You plant deeply inside me. I am left to wonder what can be said to anyone who does not already know. Infinity Krishna upon these lips, Krishna upon this tongue, Krishna between these breasts-- Dwelling within this soul. I become more and more Yours with each passing day. I halve the distance with Each act of Love and yet, Beloved, I need You To take me by the hand And step over the line into infinity. Infusion As if We had ever been separated, You fused this 'me' to You and never again Shall maya part what has always been just One. Can anyone remove haldi from cooked rice? All the lover can do is just lay back and Enjoy her Beloved: He has come for me! Inner Rhythm Inside of me, Inside of me, There is only You Deeply inside, Deeply inside. Inside of me, Inside of me, I only think 'You' Deeply inside, Deeply inside. Inside of me, Inside of me, All I am is You Deeply inside, Deeply inside. Insemination These breasts are offered to my Love as ripened fruits, This hair ready for the scent in His gentle touch, My yoni given in the heat of Our passion; I surrender all to have You, O Seed-giver! Inside of Me Beloved, I wait for You. On cool winter nights under The silver light of the moon, I scan the distance for You. In the incense-filled hollows Of my room, I wait for You. Walking crowded city streets, I turn and I look for You. In the quiet echoes of Empty shrines, I wait for You. In the silence of my soul, I surrender to Presence. Through all of my search for You, I find all I need do is Open my eyes still wider, Just enough for the windows Of my soul to open and I see: You were always there. Everywhere I had looked, There You were and here You are. You had never left my side. You are here inside of me! You are unity of all: We exist as one Being. Intention Don't make too shallow a deed as a point of grace with Him. All true lovemaking is with pornographic intention! He intends to strip all who approach Him for amrita And when He impales you don't say that you didn't know this! The price you pay is more than you can ever earn so all You have to do is die and become total consciousness. In This Love I've had my play in the sun, I've had my share of suffering; Now that I've found You, I know No sensual delights are worth More separation from You. It is over now. I am whole, Joyously ever with You. Never more such sadness, no more Self-indulgence--only You As I surrender in this Love. Intimacy He made me to fit Him like a glove and though I have consciousness, I am joined to Him, wrapt around Him in such intimate detail. I draw His breath, feel His burning in surrounding Him, I keep these, His fingers, warmed with His divine Love. Into the Night Like a mist in the night, We stole away for Our secret congress: A furtive passion brings Us purest joy and an end to longing. Now I kneel before You for whatever You, Beloved, desire. Open my eyes to see what You lovingly determine for me. As a transparent soul, all that was once me now fades into night. Into You You made me a part of You, making love to me as no one had done before. You made the world far less of a reality as I found new existence. You surround me in Your Love while I walk this world: looking, I fade into You. It Comes Through My yoni comes through sometimes and I dance naked in front of the world, My breasts sway and my feet shift in my ecstatic frenzy-- this wild trance! My hair tosses about while I make love to every thing in sight. I cannot withhold myself from You, Beloved, for I desire You! I end this blessed night in beholding You, gyrating before You, Daring You to take me once again to Your sweet soft bed and let my Yoni come through the maya to reality in Your lovemaking. I've Got It Huge I've got a huge vagina-- A huge God-shaped yoni, Waiting for You. All I have to do is bow low before You, Your name in my heart, and upon my lips, To take You within! Journey Beloved, I look at You and the ice melts. You puncture me now with the goads of love and Calling me gently, You take me by the hand, Past the trials of life on to eternity. Far we go, shedding my clothing piece by piece Until all that is left is lovely, naked Me, arrayed in desire for You and bejeweled With a smile given to You. Come and let Us Recline in the joyous union of Lovers. In all these moments, I lift my heels for You. Joy Beloved, All I have To do is Think of You Within me And the fire Comes raging Up my spine To blast a Hole straight through This brain up To the stars. Kaanta Bhava We wrestle as One in the passions of Our Love. Eagerly We entwine farther within each Self, Trailing limb within limb, heart within beating heart, Until so entangled that We can no longer Be separated One from Another. This is The tender purpose of such conjugal bhava. Kali Haiku One day, world leaders shall walk out of the councils of war, laughing hard. Know Him You will know Him when you are at peace And all of life is as the mirrored surface Of a serene lake. You will know Him when He awakes you As you never have been awakened before Nor ever again. You will know Him when you shall know Love As you never have previously known Love: Without boundaries. You will know Him as the guiding hand Leading you through life as abiding Presence, If one but discerns. You will know Him through true surrender To a Lover Who will never let you go, Even in maya. You will know Him walking through darkness Into the light of His Presence so to dwell In absolute Love. Knowing How can I keep one secret from You? How can I keep my knowing glances And these irrepressible smiles from Stealing the day? I cannot. I am Completely in Your hands, the hidden Treasure kept safely until the time Of Our union came to be revealed. Seeing through the sentiment, I laugh! Knowledge How do I explain these quiet moments between Us? Beyond words, beyond reference: just silent knowing And fulfillment deep within of all I ever hoped. You are all one can truly know of this existence. Knowledge of Union My Love, these breasts have swollen with the grasping of play and My nipples are red as roses from Your pinches and bites. This yoni awakens to You as I am made ready: The wetness slickens all for this, Your touch and firm thrusting. This all, Dear, as my back arches in the final joining When ego slips away in such knowledge of Our union. Krishna Eyes I look into your eyes and love. Though your eyes be brown, blue or green, I do not shrink, for I see Krishna! Krishna Tantra My breasts are hot and sweaty to the touch, for I have offered them up to You. My yoni drips with passionate desire for I am Your dwelling in this place. This whole vessel rattles as Your shakti rages through arching channels of fire. You have awakened with Your mere touch and all I can do is stare lidlessly As You release me from material attachment to freedom in such Love. Language Love is Our secret language, Whispered through the heart or in Offering You my body. No words are needed nor are Any given--just the tense, Passionate cries in the depths Of the night and the endless Longing of the day. O You! Just You. My Beloved is All I really want or need. You are the meaning of Love. Late at Night Shyam! Oh my beautiful One! I lay, tossing and turning Late at night, clutching the pillow-- Naked and calling Your Name. Why do You not come? I love You so, O Dark One! Do not delay. I wait for You. Laughing No more foolishness: I will no longer be deceived-- the games are over. No more will 'pleasure' Satisfy me again for You are all I desire; Nor can I enjoy As I once did, blind and fumbling amid such sorrow. Take my hand now, Dear, For now I see what You had been keeping out of view. Eyes open, I am Dancing by Your side as We laugh over it all now. The hand's been played and The game finished since the whole joke has been on this 'me'. Dear sisters, let go, Trusting His arms to catch you as all passes from you-- Falling serenely Into Love divinely appointed, knowing Him truly. Liberation Death! O such sweet, sweet death I await! I am now slain by these eyes of Love. Laying cradled in Your caresses Whilst my breathing becomes shallow and These eyes roll up in Shakti's risings. Let this fire burn and let it release! Driven mad by this world, blinded with Maya, I go to the sword-wielder. O Golden Avatar, with each thrust, I become more of Your very own. Trembling and shaking violently, I take my last physical breaths and I am freed in this fathomless Love, Given to Your slave girl. Surrendered To You, death takes hold of her. Now she Freely runs to all You have promised! Light of Love So Bright O Krishna, What strange times I live in, What odd things surround me! Who am I that You Love me so, And why am I subject to the vagaries of a heartless world? Shyam! Your Light shines through my blindness, Your Love guides me through the long, black night. Take me now! I have pledged myself to You. Like Poetry You move like poetry through speckled starry skies, between soft silken sheets, into my very soul. You whisper like the breeze in the warm summer night, under the full moon's gaze, as hot breath in my ear. You touch like falling snow, a gentle crystal trace upon my grateful cheeks, in calm, joyous contact. We love as wild lovers, moving in one rhythm in passionate embrace, like perfect poetry. Lillies How do I tell of Your beauty to another? The brilliant incandescence of Love burns my mind. Your flowing raven-black hair and Your midnight form Maddens what is left of 'sanity' and all that I am left is the passion I turn towards You. You pick all Your lovers as lillies in a field, Blossoming in the fulness of preparation: Come, Beloved, I yield to Your most skillful hand. Lay me down now into tender arms as I die To find new life in Your ever-loving bosom. My Husband, take what is really Yours for I have Passed beyond all that I did once call me or mine. Longing Beloved, when shall I be surrounded by Your arms again? I awake in the middle of the night, calling out Your Name. My soul longs for You while my body burns in sweet passion's flame. Beloved, come home to me! You are the apple of my eye. In moments of reflection, I feel Our inmost connection, Knowing You are always there to touch me in Your tender Love. This burning desire appears when I am blinded by my fears; Remembering to give myself to You, I surrender all. Open! Open my wings and fly the winds of Your loving bliss, Straight through the depths of passion into the union of Our bed. What do I care for the rest of the world except to know You, To see You in the secrets of nature, the beauty of life? Look! See, there is Krishna in His Majesty as the dark mighty cloud before the storm. Look, here is Krishna as a beautiful flower full of colour before my eyes. Watch Him scatter as a hundred baby spiders out from beneath the fount of life. Behold Krishna in the miracle of spring shoots awakening at winter's end. See Krishna making love to the bereft, waking His beloved with Shakti's fire. Look under this skin to see Krishna as His most favoured of Selves: Being of Love. In all His many ways, my Beloved blesses me with many wonders of life. Look at the Vast Sky I am falling upward, letting go of all that holds me to this world and life experienced in the dark. All that I once was is now as autumn leaves, swirling in the gathering night, surrendering to the wind. Following my Beloved, I am made free of the 'me' that haunted life and all I attempted to do. Now I am made complete in Him, forever Loving Him as all I am is found in my Lover's embrace. Lost Hark! What is this? Radha has lost herself in Love. Do not despair: I am fading into His arms. I am given totally to Him and who knows? Understanding is given only to the dead. Radha is now simple breath lost in His gale and She awaits Him in the union of soul and soul. There is no more a difference in Love's ocean. Hark! What is this? Radha has lost herself in Love. Love Haiku There's no me. There's no you. There's only Krishna: That which is only Love. Love Note What I have done that I suffer so? Hammered on the anvil of life, I Gradually yield, letting go bit by tiny bit all desire for this world. Take me into Your precious arms as I surrender all I know to Your Love. Loving Krishna upon the Public Square Krishna, I see copious shoots of pearly silver drops Jetting upward in defiance of gravity's pull Dancing and scintillating in sunlight's embrace Before they fall dispassionately upon the floor. My Love, how endless is Your bounty! I hunger for Your sweet essence To inseminate the deepest recesses of my being, As You coyly smile at my lusty admiration. Funny how the simplest of joys Can be found in the guise of a public fountain! Loving Union I want to bare my breasts to You and wrap hungry legs around You! I want to draw You within and make this ecstatic love with You! Oh, to give You all of me and to present You all things in this Wondrous labour of Love until all know of this union within. Luminescence You are the Seed-giver, my Love, and I am the Seed-carrier; Wrapping legs around You, I bear the stars in complete surrender For that I am is found in this, the moment: this luminescence. You are all I could ever hope and all I can experience For in giving birth to You, Truth is found in this Love We now share. Made to Love Beloved, I was made to love You through this flowering of my soul. You enter me and bring such ecstatic joy colouring The world with the aroma of divine Love. Come, my Love, And take my hand to lead me to Your bed while I give You All that I once was and all that I shall ever be to Know You in wondrous union. I was made for this promise. Madana-Mohana Sometimes I stood out in storms just to see if I could catch a glimpse of You. Now I know to look deeply within me to feel such presence of Your Love. Clouds of darkened blue or Light unfolding within light are paths to Your bed. I surrender all to You, My Lover, just to know supreme lovemaking. Mad to have Your lovemaking, I will do all You ask in sublime assent. Nothing measures up to You for You are the utmost giver of pleasure! Now when I see darkened clouds, I know You are there and see You all around. When I look deeply within I know connection forged in divine union. Your bed is motivation, bringing Your lovers to supreme ecstasy. Maithuna How beautifully You Love me in the calm massage of soul By Your throbbing kundalini, to the wonder of passion’s Thrashing in profound lovemaking-- all to bring such ecstasy Into the unreality of this material life. The beauty of Your Being shows in all of creation as I peacefully lay myself into the embrace of Loving arms. Making It Anyone can make it with Krsna but You have to be ready to pay the cost: Death--complete loss of self. Then hold on for The wild ride. Hold Him close while He plunges In you even farther. Soon you will find You are grasping to pull Him in deeper For there's no going back: you're now a new Creature, made to be with Him forever, Loving the One Who is the total of All you now understand. You're part of Him. Mandir I was in Your temple today and bowed low before You. I knew myself to be Yours in truth before You. Blest to have Your darshan, my heart pranams to You. To use my eyes to worship You, worship Your fragrance, To taste Your merciful prasad, and greet Your devotees, My very feet were graced by Your tender Love. Sweet Beloved, how beautiful You are in Your loving care To open a door to paradise for mere mortals to pass And fall passionately, deeply in Love with You. Masks Jesus, Buddha, Allah-- these are faces Painted on a mask that God must wear to Protect us from ourselves. Surrender all To Him and you shall know intimately. Maturation When a person speaks, she cannot hear. Thus, as a person matures she grows more and more silent . Miracles When really understood, Even dung is a divine miracle. How much more then are you? Cast even your desire for Him Into the cleansing fires of Love. Then He shall remake You Into what you truly are. Moksha Shyam, when You first loved me, You gave me true freedom. Down to my prison cell, You broke out the lock and Quietly laid the key to the door in my hand. You left the way open but this 'I' must gather Courage to walk through it. On this, Our kusha bed, turn these eyes to heaven, Exhale the final OM and fly to existence Unfettered by these bonds: for 'I' carry all I Need: You, my Beloved. Fly now, fly away home To One that is true Love. Moment I am standing on the corner of here and now: He is within me and consciousness flies toward The immeasurable while all that I am is found in The breath I draw and the silence of the moment. Moonglow The full moon shone through my window this night, Casting a silver glow upon my cheeks, Reminding me of Our nights together Wrestling amid the throes of passion, Yoking loving souls together as One. More Nothing can affect me if I live outside of 'me'. Can a cage hold the wind? Can a pot hold the ocean? I am more than these for I know He is within. Morning Sickness Beloved, when You knocked me up, You never told me about this! Reeling, I regurgitate this, the world and all that I have been. How much more, my Love? How long, now, before I shall be delivered? All I am left caring about is the seed You left within me. Mutations I have been changing from what I was to something I have always known. He is here, within, these arms and these, my legs, changing all that I was. What was once me saw the change from this walking death to true life in Him As form and spirit became what I am from the beginning of time. My Beloved has freed me from these illusions as I know myself As He always knew from before time, freed from maya's permutations. My Feet Softly Tread My feet softly tread upon dewy grass, As I go to wait for You, patiently. I call for You and You do not come! I lay clad in sky beneath the glow Of a full moon’s silvery bowl. Come, Beloved, I am ready for You! Passion roils beneath the stars as You arrive filled with fervent heat: I clutch You tightly with naked feet! My Offering Krishna, I offer myself to You, Body and spirit, as prasad upon Your lips. Drink up! Empty this cup of clay. I yield My form 'til I bathe You with rivers of passion. Slide Yourself deep within and take Your pleasure! I bow down to kiss Your feet, and feel Your viscous Seed Lubricate my clasping thighs. Mystery Mine O Krishna, What can compare to the mystery of Your Love? How can I plumb the depths of the passion that has made the two become one? I want nothing more than to feel the fountain of Your Love plunge deep within; I want to feel the mighty rushing of Your seed to fill the whole of my being. I want to wrap my legs around You in passionate embrace, As You press against me and I whisper of my everlasting Devotion. Indeed, what can compare to Our Love, the passionate embrace, and this soul-yielding desire? Krishna, I bow before You, in worship and devotion, giving all before You. The illusions all melt before my eyes. I am Yours. Naked Krishna, I strip myself naked before You. You desire nothing else: not ego, not attachments, Just pure passionate love, desire for only You. Take me to Your bed, Shyam! I am Yours: naked and Ready for eternity in Your loving embrace. Naked Beauty Dance naked before Him-- sing of passionate Love, In the heated rhythm of enraptured being. He takes me as I am, pure spirit clothed in flesh Fervent only for Him. Naked I come to Him, Naked I now dance, for He desires all beauty. Nakedness I stand naked before Him, and in nakedness He loves me. I am now completely His: He does with me as He desires. I will chant His name until He holds me in His arms again. I chant 'til reality comes swirling around me and all I know is His Loving eyes, gazing upon my naked form. Nighttime Bright Bathe me in the nighttime bright, Set ablaze by the fire You Started deeply within me, A luminous memory Of Our amorous union. Come soothe me in the silky Tresses of a full moon's light, Witness to a new bride's joy Of nuptial satisfaction. Under the canopy of A banyan tree find me spread On a Yogi's kusha bed, Urgingly led by the hand To an eternity with The glorious midnight Form. No Blasphemy Some seekers need to praise while others need familiarity. It makes no difference as long as the heart is drawn into Loving Me. I do not need lovers or praise but only to Guide each one into the way she is to go for even the Angry screaming soul shaking a fist at Me is actually Seeking an answer to life. I give to all in proper time. From Yaakob to Meera, these all have come into My Presence; The only blasphemy is to never struggle with this Self. Surrender into all that I am to find what truly is. No Words Are Every Thing I say About You Is a lie. No words are Adequate. Our union Is real Love. We are That. Nrisingha Not long after We first made love, I was found in Your asana Crazed, out of my animal head. Now I find Your shakti prowling Over the wilds of this body shredding what was this 'decency' Until all that is left is me, Your she-lion, fiercely burning, Far in the twilight of ego. Come, Nrisingha, let Us love 'til dawn! Obsession Your Name is like sweet wine, intoxicating the hungry soul wandering the wastes of maya. Your Name is an ocean swallowing the bathing soul only to drown each in a sea of bliss. Your Name is endless sex: engulfing You in my obsession, You fill me with rapturous fire. Ocean Much can be learned from many revered teachers, But here is the greatest lesson of all lessons: Go lose yourself in that great Ocean of Love. Offering Your fingers trace my areolas like my following You around the fire. Paint me darkly with Your colour for I am spread before You as fine paper. You even bewitch Kama himself-- what chance do I have in matters of Love? Your knowing touch is as searing fire: I arch my back like flowers in the rain. I am on fire in this Love of You, dissolving as ash in conflagration. Take me for I am ever Your own: given to You in total sacrifice. One Consciousness I love that feeling of losing control of this body When You love me deeply and the fire crawls up this body-- Cleansing fire, holy fire: fire of intoxicating Love. Ego dies by this Love, awakening Self to Our union: Reality as One consciousness joined in Love's fire, A surrender yielded in the passions of Your bed As control is lost and all I know, Beloved, is You. Oneness He gives me Him to ride so all I know is Him as My hair flows past me in waves and my Beloved Rocks me in this dance of life, piercing my soul as Ecstasy fills me in this knowledge of union. Forget the 'me' for all that matters is Him and All meaning is in giving self away to Him. Only Reason My only reason for living is You. My reason for dying is You. You are all that matters to me. You are everything I touch, Everything I see and all I taste. My way through the maya is You. I await Our union: How long? The one thing truly real is You. (BG 18.61) (BG 8.06) (BG 2.47) (BG 4.24) (BG 7.19) (BG 9.22) (BG 6.30) (BG 13.27) On the Way to the Dance Some seek to condemn me While others shake their head At seeming poverty. All of them are wrong for The way of Mirabai Deceives all who do not Passionately Love Him. Never have I been more Awake than when inflamed By this consuming Love! Sing, my soul, sing for He Arrives to take me to His bed and remake me Into a companion Able to dwell with Him. Passion fuels the forge as All that I once was is Burned in the fires of this Supreme Love of Krishna. "Take me! I am Your Own!" Wet from His Lovemaking, You may think me shameful But I am on fire by A Touch you do not know. Manjari, go and serve Him in all of your Love But do not condemn That You do not understand. Open your eyes and see Radha-Krsna in me! Open Door My heart has become an open door through which You enter and illuminate my soul. My soul has become the soft, sweet bed on which You teach me true unconditional Love. My mind has become an even path over which You and I walk to liberation. You touch, You love, You free the willing heart of all separation from Reality. Come, Beloved, take me by the hand as we run through the forest to the clearing and You lay me down upon silken grass to love me in the revealing light of freedom. An open door that was once my heart is the passageway to everlasting Being. The lucent fire of Love has now replaced the form once imagined as human soul. The way of true Being has replaced the door separating maya from total Truth. Open My Legs Every time I surrender another thing to You, It is as if I have opened my legs for Your loving: I bring You so much closer that You're all I know of me. I die to have You deep within for You are all desire. Pause This body and this ego mean less and less: blinded by maya, they end in death. Look inside Self to find Him deeply within and know true Being comprised of light. Go farther and touch Him to feel the heat of a Love so profound, the moment stops. Let go of drama: burn in this fire of Love while nature pauses in the silence. Perfected in Love I have been with the Best, not just once but several times. What more now do I want? just to surrender to Your care. You will finish what You have started so deeply within And bring me to Your side perfected in Love tried by fire. Perfection Beloved, how long did I try? How long did You await my failure in trying So hard to reach You, hurting myself so? O how I ached at the effort and my Utter failure to reach You, Beloved. I was the cross and You, Love, were the nail. I could not live for all I knew were lies-- sadly, slowly, slipping away from this Life futilely led and painfully lived. Now I lie gleefully on Our bed for You took me as Yours once I gave myself away-- as a gift that only You could Touch, making me as I was meant to be, surrendered in absolute ecstasy. Take heed, dear ones, for He does not care for piousness but a reckless abandon: Perfection is not found in religion but a soul's total surrender to Him. Perfume Chandan is Your Scent, Rose is mine. Chandan, a mighty tree reaching high, Like His arms lifting Govardhan. Rose, sweet soft petals surrounding, Drawing Him, to my ready lips! The perfume of Our lovemaking Is the sweetest kind One can know. Beloved, take me in Your arms: Love me beyond my wildest dreams, As incense rises to heaven. Poetry The best poetry is spoken without words In the quiet moments between You and me. These eternal moments exist in the depths Of passion and lovemaking when You enter me And silence of intimacy becomes the Reality of souls merging into One. Beyond words, beyond the limits of maya, We scale the walls of humanness to a new Perception of Reality: Being as Love, written on the complete Self where words can Only hint of sublime knowledge gained in the Wondrous convergence of the Two into One. Portions of Grace As an extra portion of Your Grace, You gave me life, breath, and a heart desiring to deeply know You. As an extra portion of Your Grace, You gave me sadness, suffering and worldly disillusionment. As an extra portion of Your Grace, You gave me a driven soul, one willing to bow low before You. As an extra portion of Your Grace, You gave me the solution to my hungry desire to love You. As an extra portion of Your Grace, You opened my legs and filled me with Your rapturous lovemaking. As an extra portion of Your Grace, You filled me with love so very deep I can never find an end. As an extra portion of Your Grace, You take away my blindness and give me light enough to see You. As an extra portion of Your Grace, You gave me joy without end as We join together as one Soul. Prakriti You are the Enjoyer and I am the enjoyed. What definition is better for this, Our Love? As the glove for Your hand, let me surround You now In this surrender to effulgence of being! Prayer Beloved, take me into Your arms. I desire solely to surround You, Bury You deep and meld into You. What more do I need? You--only You. That is all I require anymore In this material existence. Prema Bhoga I surrender myself to You. I surrender to all You have for me. I surrender to Existence. I am inside Our union. I exist in Our lovemaking. I hold You within these trembling arms, between uplifted legs within lubricious lips; Your lingam inside my receptive yoni. Your seed is within Our Joyous ecstatic union. We are One. Surrendered in That: I am Your very own. O breathe, Awakened to You. Primal Cause Words are no longer necessary-- the wildness of a hungry look, the fire of Mother Shakti and We are joined for this moment in time all without thought, all without words: just the knowing of Our union In the eternal Love We now share. Breathless, shaking and burning, I fall into Your caressing arms. Purpose This is what life is all about: to fall so in love with Him that He cannot resist you. When you come to know Him, it will be as if for the first time: Then all things become renewed. Rabbi Akiva Come, Beloved, and peel back the layers until You find That which cannot be peeled and recover what You planted so deeply within, my Love: waiting for the moment when You and I face each other in totality to learn the meaning of divine Love. Radha's Passion "Radha, go and do this," You beckon me. I go and run to do what You desire. "But Radha, I want you to go farther"-- Surrender a bit more so all that's left Is the 'me' that You take into Your bed. Raga of Love Let this body dissolve in the raga of Love-- dancing, turning, ecstatic, in surrendering To the voice of my Beloved as the true Joy permeates my soul. The Beloved and I are Joined at the union of music and the hearing. The Beloved is moving within as the notes Sound from His most darling flute. See me fade as all I was becomes One melody at the last beat. Rain Haiku When rain falls on me it is as if Your tender kisses sprinkle me. Rasa I love coming out at dusk to see darkened clouds contrast against the fading daylight. There I see Your colour, Shyam, midnight blue amid the blonds and golds of the western sky. Each joy gives Your shakti as does each reminder of You. All beauty I see is Yours. Each thing experienced is a new-found definition of joyous love within me. I cannot stop the rasa for I am Yours in this wild dance-- each moment brings new colour. Reality I am incarnation of the divine Feminine. I am Mother Bhaga splayed for insemination. I am joined to You in eternal copulation That always is Our Love: We are that reality. We have always been yielded to the Seed-giver. We have always been as Radha joined to Krsna. We have always been intimately joined as One. Real Magic Countless lives in the sea of tears: I wandered in the wilderness, lost in all of this suffering! How did You find me and touch so deeply within a heart that was desperate for an end to this? The walls are now crumbling and the bricks are turning into dust for the power of Love is stronger Than flesh, than the searing pain or the darkness of mayic living. Oh Beloved! How I want this, The magic promised to all that dare to Love beyond the limits of dreams and illusions of night. Reason My reason for living is You; My reason for dying is You. You are all that matters to me. You are everything I touch-- All I see and all that I taste. My way through the maya is You. My Love, I wait for You: how long? The one thing truly real is You. Rebirth The passionate intensity of Love When You are pulsating inside of me Has me dropping to all fours to focus Fully on what You are doing to me. I feel myself slowly slipping away, Dieing in the feverish embrace of Insemination. There is only You: I am the yoni to hold Your seed as All that I become is Love Incarnate. Recognition Instead of licking my wounds like an animal, I want to be awake and receive the gift Of humanity from Your beautiful hand. I have now given birth to the seed You left Planted deeply within me. For the first time Sentient consciousness is present moment And I am myself, dear One: hand in hand with You, I recognise myself as luminous. Sacred Centre Where do I go when the pressures of unconsciousness hurt me so? How do I free myself from these shackles of the material? Run! Run to the shelter of this shrine residing deeply within The sacred centre of my soul. There I find You, my Beloved, As I pranam tenderly in surrender to Your supreme Love. There You take me into Your arms, bringing Us eternal union. Sacred Rhythms You reached out through the maya and You made love to me. All You do is so perfect: Your seed is alive within. Giving birth to You, dear One, I hold you at my breast To know sweet intimacy nurse as I watch You grow. Now as I grow old, my Love, You take me by the hand Walking through maya's veil back to Our garden bed to Know You as for the first time: with perfect clarity. Just as a sprouting seed casts aside the hull, awake From desert dreams to Being with You in verdant green. Note the rhythms of life that become cycles and In awaking become new for purpose is revealed While the rhythms of life are sanctified in the great Sacred pounding between these outstretched and burning legs. Knowing You in all things, life becomes sacred rhythm. Dance a new rhythm, caught in the wonder of rasa: Our Beloved takes us now by the hand to secret Paths down by the water's edge, in soul's true surrender As all we once knew is burned in fires of renewal. New creatures we truly stand freed from the old rhythms For throbbing truths never known 'til the day we first loved: Sacred rhythms, bold and strong, frees both the soul and song. Sacrifice I do not approach the altar empty-handed; I come to give the greatest gift that an 'I' can give You: myself. I do not come with little trinkets to beg such small favours of the other gods: I have come for total union! Strip away all so that 'I' will know You in fires burning in a body not mine-- undulating in sacrifice. Beloved, let Us Love until eternity's end has passed and I am found joined to You at the final moment. Sanity The world is insane with bloody wars and rumours of wars; A searing conflagration sweeps this material realm. Come and take refuge in His Love: surrender your madness To find the better way outside of this "I", "me", and "mine". Go past Kali Ma's bloodlust to find Her great compassion: Serenity that will ever abide deeply within. Saturday Night I was dancing with You, O Beloved, to 'China Cat Sunflower' and I wonder Just how it is You Love me so even when I groove just that-a-way? O how I stared At You, eye to eye, and I knew We are together in this complex rasa named life; My sweat mixing with that look of Your Love and we are floating through those boundaries called 'Real' world and 'You-and-me': it is just Us-- You are inside me and I am inside You. The dreams of my previous lives are now found in You and all that I am is fulfilled. Searching For so long I have searched for You, fumbling in the darkness of night. Now, Beloved, You shine out as brilliance of the morning sunlight, Illuminating my soul far more than these mortal eyes behold. Now I can see Your vast beauty, emanating all around me. O my Lover, my soul's Delight! You found me and made me Your Own! Seeing I have seen myself within myself. I am remade in Your ideal of beauty. I feel You within my very self. I know this feeling as my union with You. I have seen Your light within others. You are ever-present Fire in all beings. You, in Loving me, opened my eyes For the first time and now what I see is Love. Seven Affirmations I am infinite patience for I see Krsna. I am absolute love for I am joined to Krsna. I am the ultimate renunciate for all I desire is Krsna. I am fulfilled in Him for Krsna desires me. I am true ecstasy for I am forever making love to Krsna. I have finished with karma for I do all for Him. I am completed in Him for He is my ultimate destiny. Shalom Shalom, salaam, shanti-- all written on the wall, Buried deep in its cracks and scrawled upon all hearts. I would that all could read and know of this, Your grace. Shameless Beauty Seek to learn the secrets of devotion from the most humble of His Lovers: consider all they do to love Him. The lotus lays surrendered before Him, succulent petals of naked tint privileged to bear His wondrous feet. The mimosa is high with all askew: pink bathed in shameless scented beauty, an inner nature exposed to all. Radiant in her love, Tulsi Devi displays stark nobility that Shyam honours in His unwavering Love. Seek to be who you are for in this Love of Him each being excels in what devotion they are fashioned to give. Sheath To take You between my legs and hold You within these arms Is like fire upon the wind: there is no resolution-- Just silence and sudden death. You deftly spread these lips for You are already within. You open the emptiness Found in the centre of Self, urging me to delve deeply. Shyamasundara Quick! Lose yourself to gain Yourself! Run and jump off of that bridge. Die. The Beloved will make love to you and only then will You know what true love is. Embrace this death to know what life is. Ecstasy will climb and will burn a hole into your brain and Then all you will know is thirst while wandering and calling Him. At the end, you will know there is no end--only His vast Love. The dark One will make such love that all you can do is stare out Into the eyes of Love. Die the ultimate death for this is The only way to His bed. Die to know Shyamasundara. Shyam, I'm the One Beloved Shyam, It's me, I'm the one who You've made love to, Bringing me to ecstasy. O Beautiful One, It's me, I'm the one who Enjoys Your loving touch, Your joyful attentions. Most Noble Gopala, It's me, I'm the one who Has followed You from Bed to bed in passion! Loving Govinda, It's me, I'm the one who Has stayed Your hand, Denying Your pleasure! O Gracious Krishna, It's me, I'm the one who Begs You not to stop Your loving any longer! Mohan, sweetest Lover, It's me, I'm the one who Holds You close to me Forever having You. Silence Orgasms Be quick, my soul, and surrender yet more to Him-- My Lover, a cunning artiste, has taught me to Turn denial into pleasure! Give all to Him, O my soul, to know more of these orgasms in The silent moments between Us. Sold I am Your property: I sold myself to You, For the pleasure You give-- that joy of union as Wife and lover. For me, there can only be You. Stains The stains of Our lovemaking wet my mind and soak my heart. Feverish and babbling, I stumble through this thing called life. I am altogether Yours as night belongs to Chandra. See--my soul is dyed midnight; My Lover, what more is there? I carry You place to place and, yet, why do I draw breath? Here You are and there You are but I weep at my blindness, For I still sift through this chaff to seek What is so precious. I lay spread before You to know That which already is, And to die to self so I feel what I already know. Release me, my Beloved: I desire to dwell with You. Stolen His Love has stolen me away from my own self And I do not know when I shall ever be found. Gopala has taken what is now His and has Broken me into so many pieces--what shall I do? My Beloved has revealed the jewel Within and I ever shall be His fancy now, Safely kept in the palms of His encircling hands. Stranger For so many years, I chased after You. I spent all the years of my youth looking. When I found You, You took and ravished me; Now I have this venereal disease-- Burning, shaking, my hair standing on end, And I am stricken with world-weariness! I am out of my mind most days now and I wander the shambles like a drunkard. I cannot eat from the troughs I used to. Beloved, come back! You've forgotten something Amidst all of Your travels--You left me! Take me to Your side and never, ever, Let me go again! You have promised me. Sub Ek Sweet, sweet fire, Love's harbinger: Flame of sweetest joy, filling my soul With ecstasy's song! Krishna! Krishna! O You are that fire, burning, searing This karma away. O my Beloved, I bow before You, clean and made pure: Pulsing consciousness readied for You; As You fill me so, ecstasy evermore Shall I truly know, joined now to You As only one soul. Sublimely Wet Surrender is the lubricant that makes His lovemaking sensuously sublime. Follow Him to His bed but be willing to pay His price with your very life! Lay down all desire and your will and He shall lift you high upon His thrusts; Then enfold Your legs around Him to draw Him deeper still in eternal embrace. Sun Haiku The sun appears and Snow melts. Then comes delight for Giridhari's home! Sunlight & Stormclouds I used to prefer the dark storm-cloudy days, To cover the darkness deep within a heart dieing of suffocation. Now, I prefer the bright sunshine of a wind-fresh landscape, Bathed in the hope brought by absolute love. The stormclouds still bring me solace For they display Shyam's dusky colour, While sunlight brings His radiant beauty Clearer into my adoring vision. Surrending Myself His Grace is sufficient in all things. His Mercy is sufficient in all things. His great Love is sufficient in all things. I bow down before My Beloved, for He is my all-in-all. He is sufficient in all things. I bow down and offer Him my all. There is no greater pleasure. Sweet Acceptance I used to complain and wrestle with each inconvenience, Struggling just to accept what is. Now, Beloved, I give each of these moments to You in Such sweet and sacred surrender. Like Our lovemaking, my Love, such precious intimacy: The wider I spread loving legs, The better it becomes! Sweet Surrender Krishna, I give You my life, my body, my soul, To do with me as You will.... I surrender to You all of my desires and attachments, My karma and the fruit of my labour-- All of it belongs to You now. I bow before You and Love You so... My body trembles before You and my tears flow: You have inseminated me with Your love-force! Bring me to You soon, my sweet Beloved. Sweet Yeah I love Your sly smiles, how You say Your 'Yeah' And the way You turn when You play the flute. I love that burning intensity with Which You love me when You touch me so that All I can do is trail every step Longing for that next sacred look from You. Take Care I asked Him to take away what was left of ego And He has given me sorrow, difficulty and pain. As I wake from this dream, I realise this is just What I desired and what He lovingly gave to me; All the more to surrender and release to freedom. In your devotions, take care in what you ask of Him. Taken (with apologies to Mirabai) The Beloved has called me out-- out of the desert wastes of maya To Love Him as the others do-- a foreigner among the Beauties; How is it He Loves me? O how grateful I am for His attentions! My Beloved has taken me and with gentleness brought me such Ecstasy, I shall Love forever this Gopala Who now touches me. The Beloved's Desire My Love, how I have desired to hold you: Yes, all those that Love Me and call Me their Husband, Lover, Friend, or Son for even One moment of devotion is worthy Of undying compassion and support. In Our union, I shall not let go for You are greatly loved by Me. Come, Dearest! The Fool I am a fool for You-- Bringing down thousands of unintelligible clashes, Stumbling over my own two feet toward You, Unaware of the most obvious dealings in this world. Rather, I would sing of Love unbounded by cares or worry, Wandering lost in the dismal linings of the avenues, Right into the open hands of Your Loving Arms. The Kiss For the long time in the shadows, I could never find You. Turn! Turn toward the light and there! I see You, Beloved. Love engulfs me and Our eyes kiss. I stand breathless in time. Love has come home: I am reborn, a being born of light. The One and One are only You, in union of Being. Our Love is Light found in the joy of an eternal kiss. The Light of Spring After a winter of cold, The first shoots of spring push through A thawing layer of snow. Why, Husband, was it so long? Why the numbness and these tears? "Beloved, it was to see If the seed I planted would Take root, thrive, and blossom in The pure light of day! Come now And cradle Me in your arms." The Ney Enthralled Oh! To lay as a reed within Your hands: fashioned to know ecstasy in Wrapping self around Your vibrant Presence while all passion awakens to Feeling only Your dulcet, tender lips in Our tranquil intimacy! You draw breath and engage this form called 'me': Your élan flowing within as I sing wondrous melodies known before the hidden origin of time. The Path The Path says to the traveler, "Come, I will bear your burden." The Teacher says to the student, "Open your eyes so to see." The Master says to the lovelorn, "Lose yourself to gain true Love." In all things, surrender to know that your way already is. He who finds shall lose again, but he who truly loses all Shall find what is beyond telling. Let go of all that binds you. The Lover says to his amour, "Now come into my bosom." The Guru says to the learner, "I shall remove your darkness." The Beloved says to the meek, "Come, enter into My rest." The Place There is a place between breaths, Between exhale and inhale where Soul, Shakti and Krishna dwell; Balanced on the edge of present moment. There At night, I take You to bed with me. In the morning, You are there with me. When I put the kettle on, You're there. In all of the wondrous things I do, You are there, lovingly coaxing me In all of these ways how You Love me. The Secret Brother fundamentalist, I have a secret I can't tell for were you to know you would yell and scream of blasphemy and sacrilege worthy of death! If only you could know of this secret, you would let go of those hurts and pains blindly leading you to that intense grasping you do to all of your books! Dear, if only you could let go of your predefined ideas of God and Truth to know the supreme secret: God makes love to those that surrender to Him! The Seed O the perfect artistry of Your hand! See the interlocking perfection of Every detail of my life fulfilled In symmetry, beauty, and supreme bliss. Everything in life is intended And Your touch is now upon me as I Learn to die so the seed within may bloom. You are the master Lover bringing such Ecstasy to all awaking to You; There is no longer guilt, nor pain, nor sin: Only the path of sweet surrender that Leads to my soul's completion in Your bed! The Silence When I first met You, Beloved, all the world was alive With music, colour, and magic, filling a transformed life. Then, Beloved, I came to You willing to serve all with so much well-intentioned babbling for Your many lovers. Now, Krishna, I sit in silence, grateful with surrender That I may truly come to know You as intimacy. The quiet is where I meet You, undisturbed by thousands Of other distractions and I feel You in ways unknown. To silence I go, Beloved, now to know You truly As intimate reality-- soft surrounding Presence. The Supreme You are supreme joy, eternal Love--real ecstasy! We are lovemaking beyond materiality. You are true life for I took my first breath only when You first touched my soul. How is this a reality? The True Fit I no longer belong to this world: each day I fit less and less. Now my reality is Krsna: my fit--Him and His fullness, One I am lovingly taught each day. I learn of exquisite arms Encircling all that I call me, and of His endlessly dark eyes And the allure of skillful fingers as they charm with melody. The magnificence of the dark stele fills my passive softness as I learn of the strength mightier than steel as He is all I see. His touch is the manifestation of all hope awakening me To the fire of pearl-white seed within a soul asleep in Shakti. Come and see Him within as all that once bound me tumbles away! The Lover comes for His Beloved and no more will She weep in The forlorn nights blind to Radiance obscured in all of matter. He is remaking ‘me’ and all ‘I’ can do is Love the touch as Being no longer in samsara but to wander by His side In the forested glens of a world illumined by His vast Love. What more is there to know but His Love as the scales fall from ‘my’ eyes To see what existence has really been all about--and to watch His Light shine on Our garden bed and Truth in this intimacy. The Urge Take Him to my vulva and cradle Him between my breasts; Wrap my arms around His chest, and pull Him tight against me. Stare in endlessly black eyes and see the fire within Him; For He cannot be contained: He is only felt with all That the lover really is as consciousness slips from Satiation to knowing only His Presence within. The Very Last I love so deeply and Know He is within me. There is no longer such A need for suffering. But enough trivia-- I’m speaking of real love! There will no longer be Such an 'I' or a 'me'... This 'I' is still caught in It's ultimate death throes. Total union comes in The final death rattle. This Girl's Pleasure What do I care for the empty things of this world? Shyam has set me free from this insane delusion. The Dark One is more than earth, wind, fire and water! He is supreme Love and a lowly girl's pleasure! This Is All Surrender now, surrender: You are the only thing that belongs to me. Open self to Him, open: I am part of the all that belongs to You. Transcend this maya, transcend: I give up suffering to enjoy Your bliss. He becomes my All--yes! All: as life fades from view to completion in You. O take Him within, take Him: You are the only end waiting now for me. Given totally, given: my life is surrendered in this love for You. Feel the fulfillment, feel it: You have made Us One in eternal union. This Thing You Do to Me Beloved, You touched me this morning, and brought me to bliss. How can I understand this thing You do to me? Mohan, You never bring me what I want, but always my need. How can I understand this thing You do to me? Shyam, how do I quench the burning desire? for I crave You. How can I understand this thing You do to me? Krishna, You are the answer to hunger that I suffer, For You do understand this thing You do to me. Sweetness overcomes me and I forget my worldly dreams When You lovingly do this thing You do to me. Beloved, join Us together as One: I understand Now the fulfillment in this thing You do to me. Through My Fingers Alive in the stream of You, I try to capture each moment in a freeze-frame and find that I cannot breathe in You and I suffocate in the silence. Only in letting go do I know the greater connection to a living stream flowing through Being in consciousness. Only by standing in the flow do I know the gift of life. Know this gift by letting go! To Know God To truly know God, You must passionately love God. To love God, you must truly trust God. To trust God, you must let go of yourself! To know His Love, you must lose yourself in Love! Too Holy for Lovemaking Many devotees, especially really pious ones, don't think making love with God is for them. Their bodies were created for desire and for passion, but they do not know for Whom they are made. They busy themselves thinking of how unholy they are, while the dirt beneath their feet is sacred! Do they really know how beloved of Him they truly are? Don't they know that is what He really wants? Too Thin My skin is becoming far, far too thin-- You can tear it open a little more And all will then see Your glow from within. Beloved, this clay cup is breaking up And all that will be left will be Your own Radha, basking in You, light upon light. Touch Me What is this You have done to me? You touched me and broke the cruel band Tying me to delusions all To ravish and take me as Yours! Beloved, You knew best for this Is all I am in truth between You and Me. Touch me and take what Is Your own: All I really am. Touch me. Touch me. Touch me-- This me! Transformations I hear these deep breaths, drawn in desire of You. I hear my heart pounding within this chest and All I feel is a fire cleansing my soul While I writhe calling out Your Name, O Krsna! My Love, I am dieing: this life is ending For You have chosen that never again will I crawl the wastes of samsara, but travel The roads home to Our bed and true ecstasy. I give passion to You for what's left to want? I give all that I have been to fuel the flames Of funerary fire and Radha rises To take the final steps to Your sublime arms. Transubstantiation No longer the fawning mosquito hungry for blood In this suffering world, I settle on a vast pool. Unable to stay longer on the surface tension, I break through the mirror and fall deeply, deeply down Into the ocean of Your Love now only to drown. There, I find all I once hungered for an illusion And such soul-defining Love the only solution For a life filled with such yearning, needy emptiness. Dive deeply to imbibe the narcosis of this Love Since death is only the means to an eternity Subsumed into ecstasy of new reality. Always been for me to see and now awaken to, Existence is as I never could hope it would be. Trauma Beloved, what have You done to me? Feverish, trembling, delerious, staggering as in a daze-- How can I now function in this world? It all seems so unreal to me and all that I am left is such Vision of Your lovemaking within. I am no longer fit for this world! How long must I endure it? Union Mother Shakti, Father Brahman, Lover Krishna-- Hearing, pranam, union. Union Haiku The experience of the Beloved is not a rational one. Universes I am on many differing levels all at the same time. How many, I do not know. How can I? There's a whole universe Swirling inside of me. Then there's You, Beloved, arms outstretched Amidst the stars in the luminous sky, beckoning me to Become the companion You desire me to be. Krishna, I come. I come for You are all that I desire, all I know, Of those universes dancing in their exultant Love for You. Upon the Altar Soon, dear friends, the foggy bonds of this world shall slip away from this soul And all sorrows of material life fade as surely as the sands Of wakening dreamstuff do. All of the glories of Loving Krishna Is as morning sun amidst stars of night. The darkness of this world is Nothing but faded memories of a distant life--laid down to give Birth to a Love that never dies but grows as I give myself to Him. I am laid out and made ready for You: Set upon me--Set me free! You overshadow me and rise in Love. Be still my soul: Let it fall! Until Beloved, just as Sita followed Ram, do my feet trace Your sacred steps. Just as gopis joyously danced with You, does my laughter ring in hollows. As Radha rebuffed Your inattention, so does my own heart cleave to You. As Your fire lights candles along the way, am I illumined from within. Just as You are the sum of all beauty, does this life bloom before my eyes. I will follow in all these ways until, turning, You take me to Your side. Virgin I have never been what others wanted for me; I am not what they believe they see before them. No one has been where You have been inside of me. In all ways, I am just what You have made of me. Come now, Beloved, and fill that space You opened. Waiting How long must I stay here in this world? When will I let go completely and Fall permanently into Your arms? Let me die to all but You for You Are all I need. Nrisingha, take me! I Love You. I am Your own Radha! I surrender to You, Beloved. Come the night, we are joined soul-to-soul. Wandering We are lost and wandering Until the Beloved comes and Awakens that which is within all. In stumbling and tripping through All of this darkness we find that No one is really to blame for all We are searching for the way Into His loving arms. There is No other light than that within all. Wanton I am not the mind. I am not this body. I am not ego. I am part of God: One that opens and Takes Him within like A desirous mistress. There is nothing else. We are one Being. Water Be like water in a river, flowing down stream. In surrendering, one finds strength not known before: Cutting canyons in being as humble water. Wayless Despite the loneliness of the years And suffering loosed in my spent tears, I have found in all of this that You Had saved me for Yourself! Oh, my Love, I traveled so far only to find You there, waiting for me! You knew this Even when I had lost all hope of Finding Us in magnificent Love! Wellspring O Beloved: Like a concubine who has been with a great king, I walk through life knowing that I hold You within. All life is now coloured with new reality. You are my secret and inner joy as I walk With the wellspring of life amidst these whitewashed tombs. Heed this secret: Cast away your own life and go lay with the King. Who Am I? Who am I that You took me to bed? What did I possibly do to receive such favour? How did You find me in the maya, Reach through and give me such wondrous loving ecstasy? All I did was to open myself And Love You so totally that You could not hold back. Who am I but one who Loves You so That all I am dissolves in passion to possess You! Love is the way to Your ardent bed. Who am I? I am a wife that loves You completely. Who Would Have Thought? How long now, Beloved? How long? All this time of separation has Made me forget of all those things I thought I wanted. All I dream now Is You--and my desire for You! I grow impatient as I wander Calling Your Name, waiting for You. It isn't long now, Beloved, for All I want is to run to You, Jump into Your arms, to cleave wrapping My legs around You, my heart pounding-- And never letting You go again! Who would have thought that Your touch could Have done this to one such as I, Dear? Wick Be on fire with His Love, Drawn up through the body To fuel this glow of Love. Light the way with Love and Burn in intensity. Immersed in liquid fire-- Feel Love exude from all Portions of being to Warm the whole universe. Wide Open Dearest one, do not shake your head and judge so; You cannot know the truth until He's touched you, And made love so hard that your eyes shake wide open. Wings I have been growing these wings for months and months now, ever since You made Love to me. Inside this cocoon I've been safe and warm despite weather raging on the outside. Now I find that I must stretch out both these wings and break free from all that binds me here To fly home to You. With Him I was with my Love today. You can read such playful words But know, then, that poetry can only go but so far In capturing the delights of the soul and the sublime Mysteries of ecstasy-- these you must experience In moments of divine union. Within Walking among the sentient stands of wood, Hearing the wind rustle the leaves, Feeling the breeze across my skin-- I know His eternal energies are moving. To look into the eyes of an adolescent doe, See living foliage grasp for the sky, To hear the chatter of a thousand birds, I know that my Beloved lives within all. I have felt His loving arms around me, Known His lovemaking upon my thighs Carried away by cosmic ecstasy into union, I know Him to be alive within my very soul. I have seen His face in a myriad things, I have seen waves of light emanate from life, Felt cosmic intimacy the unconscious cannot know: He is the one Truth known if sought within. Yoga of Love I shared a bowl of blackberries with You this morning... How wondrous are the transient pleasures that we share! Each mundane act becomes holy and another step Into ever towering heights of eternity. Yoni You are inside of me all of the time now. How do I fathom this miraculous truth? You are Reality surpassing all I Know of the sensual world and I am now Become Love incarnate with the slow massage Of a Presence deeply inside this yoni. You You are the glowing Flame that I have found dwelling within. You are the secret Self that whispers to me, "I Love You." You are the inner Joy that carries a smile to my lips. You are supreme Lover of gopis and surrendered souls. You are luminous Truth, revealing every secret. You are endless Reality and the Passage to true Being. You are the Absolute, the Splendour of all existence. You are honied Mercy, taking this lowly girl to bed. You Beckoned Me! Krishna, I dance in the rhythmic sensuality of Your passionate embrace! I reward You with a taste of my juicy channel And give You the pined-for release. Take hold now: oil and braid my hair! Explanatory Notes Much of what I had previously written here was actually ego driven justification for the sexual language and imagery used in these poems. Yet, these poems reflect my true feelings and experiences-- they need no apologies. This page of poetry is not for teaching but for Loving Krishna (please consult other pages of this website for teaching and explanation). The Beloved, or "God" as many call the divine Being, is capable of touching each of us in ways uniquely suited to heal and fulfill our individual needs. That many of us are so wounded in our individual sexual components of being and that the magnification of sexuality is so prominent in modern society is only a reflection of the age in which live: the Kali Yuga. Although the Kali Yuga is famous for the destitution of human existence, this age has a supreme advantage for the spiritual seeker: the utilisation of many of our foibles in reaching union with Him. So many of the paths of former ages are simply not as effective in the Kali Yuga. Our loves, passions, and desires can all become fuel for the fire of union. Human desire can awaken the divine Love that exists within all if we are but willing to give all of our illusions to Him. These poems are as they are and, perhaps, beyond the vision of many conservatives and fundamentalists. I shall no longer justify them. The poem, Kaanta Bhava, tells the purpose for this erotic mysticism. Except for a few useful notes, I have removed many of the explanations from this section and leave to the reader to make of these poems as you will. Our "God" truly is an awesome God-- allow the One to speak to you as He will about what you read. Some of the imagery used may seem unclear to some, especially since the poetry here is deeply personal and symbols may have meaning for me and not necessarily anyone else. I do not believe that very many archetypes are universal, as taught by Western theorists such as Carl Jung or Joseph Campbell. When I write of His touch, I write of actual experience of His touch upon me. When I write of His "seed", I am writing of the kundalini energy given when He awoke me. Our "orgasm" in Consummation is the best way I have to describe the experience of the kundalini awakening within me (both the sensual as well as the spiritual components of this experience). In Icon, I am writing of a silk painting from Orissa depicting Radha and Krishna embracing each other with one leg wrapped around the other. This painting was an innocent gift to me, but it unlocked the molten passageway through which I found my Beloved Shyam. Fever was suggested by the Rasa Panchadhyayi (five chapters of Sri Bhagavata Purana, comprising of chapters 29-33 in Book X). In our growing intimacy with Him, it seems that Sri Krishna Bhagavan is playing cruel games and telling lies. Yet, all of it is to help to us to be united with Him; the separation and the longing is a part of every lover's rasa with Him. He will keep His promises at the end of our lilas. The glorious thing is that our Beloved seems to be taking many new lovers even now! Several of these poems mention death. What is meant is the death of the false egoic self, which is the whole point of the various schools of yoga. Liberation from samsara cannot be achieved without it. The longing and impassioned desire for Him in Consumption is the reason why so many of His Lovers pass through the experience of seemingly endless longing. The title of A 'Get-Out-of-Jail-Free' Card refers to the popular Western board game Monopoly. The 'Get-Out-of-Jail-Free' Card is a good "chance" occurrence that frees the player from wasting too much time! Infinity points out the seeming impossibility of making the leap from a finite mortality into an infinite existence with the Beloved. Yet, such a phenomena even exists in the material world. As an example, any mathematician can take the fraction 0.999··· (the infinitely repeating decimal 9) and use several different proofs to show that this infinitely repeating number is actually equal to the very real number 1. A simple algebraic proof is here: c = 0.999··· 10c = 9.999··· 10c - c = 9.999··· - 0.999··· 9c = 9 c = 1 This proof and other types of proofs are available from the Wikipedia article on the 0.999··· number. Thus, we have a real world analogy to a spiritual reality. We truly are infinite beings housed in a finite world. Our Beloved and our existences with Him are truly infinite. Rejoice! Nrisingha reflects a desire for Him so strong that I would even this form of my Beloved finally and completely dispatch the false ego. He desires the individual perfection of Love as His Lover while false ego must be put aside to finally obtain ecstatic eternity with Him. I trust even His fiercest form to bring me to this Reality. I have been drawn to Nrisingha for this purpose, just as many have been drawn Kali Ma (this same attitude is also found in Waiting). "I was found in Your asana" is the experience of finding myself in the lion position after being in ecstasy and not knowing what I was doing. I was astonished later when I saw this very same position on a yoga website picturing asanas! On the Way to the Dance is a response to a direct challenge received from an ISKCON member. They are taught manjari bhav; that is, they are taught to love that they may wait upon Radha and Krishna in the afterlife. For them, there is no room for such direct intimate interaction between Krishna and a devotee. Isn't the Rasa Lila and Krishna's more than 16,000 wives evidence enough that He can bring each of us into our unique roles as lovers and wives, as well as to the service of the most High? Other poems, Madana-Mohana, Wide Open, and Too Holy for Lovemaking, share this perspective. Forgetfulness, Open My Legs, The Urge, and Yoni shows that sexual desire for Him cleanses the lover of the false egoic self as the Self sheds everything to have Him. While this may not be an appropriate path for many devotees, this path is, nonetheless, the right way for so many of His lovers and wives! Pause contains an observation I have had when joined in mystical union. Although in union, I am still aware of my surroundings. When His shakti so fills me and I am so deeply touched that I am part of that vast pool of silent Love within, even nature stops. I remember a night I had just reached that state and all of the night creatures suddenly stopped chirping and groaning--all at one time! I became so amazed--on top of what I was already experiencing! This has happened several more times since. In The Kiss, I express the reality of conscious incorporation into the Beloved. The "One and One" are "only You" and it is only His grace that allows us to know of this as well as knowing of our connection to Him. In English, the pronoun you is always plural even when commonly used for a single subject. 'Ney', used in The Ney Enthralled, is actually the Arabic word for a reed flute. The English word, 'flute', mentally conjures up a metallic instrument while the Hindi 'bansuri' is too unwieldy for use here. The Path points out the commonalities found in all spiritual traditions. Mohammed said to die before we die. Through surrender, the remover of darkness ("guru") opens our eyes. By falling in love with the Lover of our souls, we enter into His rest, spoken of in the New Testament (Hebrews 4:1-11). It matters little what the details are in any of the great spiritual traditions; what matters is the surrender of all that binds us to this world to find new life in the Beloved. To Know God is a simple formula that came to me very early in the process. It is vastly simple to know God but it is not easy. Union is another simple formula that shows that reverence is due the differing facets of Krishna preparing our souls for ultimate union with Him. I could not experience union with Krishna until I had known the correction of Divine Mother and bowed before the Creator and Father of all, Brahman. That Krishna is known to me as the Supreme Personality of Godhead is not necessary for the samadhi of other seekers: we all walk our seemingly differing paths. For me, union with the Divine Spouse is the ultimate spiritual end. The Seed shows that each person's lives are intended to ultimately bring us to Him and we find, in the end, there is no sin and no reason for guilt or suffering. In union with the Beloved, everything is made whole! Who Am I? reflects the uncertainty that surrounds the new lover. At first, ego identity may become enhanced since pride can overcome one fortunate enough to become a lover of Krishna. Sooner or later it becomes obvious to the soul that one is not the body and not ego. Neither can one totally identify with God since it is God that has made love to us, implying a certain duality-- although a feeling of deep permanent connection eventually becomes known to us. Certainly, the fact that the Exalted One has reached through the mists of maya to Love such a soul as "mine" can be mind-boggling. The answers eventually come, even if they are only pragmatic answers. I am not this body, I am not ego, and I am not God in His totality; rather, I am a portion of "God"-- not His totality and yet still a part of Him. I have some individual identity while still joined to the Whole. The duality versus monoism debate is pointless. With this answer, I am quite content to live out eternity in His everloving embrace. You Beckoned Me! is a bit of fun and hearkens back to the Gita-Govinda and the story of Radha's union with her beloved Krishna. Once a devotee has fallen completely in love with Krishna, everything the devotee has to offer becomes a supreme gift to Him. The soul comes to rely upon Krishna for support and sustenance. There is no turning back. Ultimate union with Him is assured. Sub ek. In His Great Love, Radha Chandra · • · "It is our choices...that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities." -- Professor Albus Dumbledore

When unalloyed practice of sadhana-bhakti is matured into transcendental love for the Lord, the transcendental loving service of the Lord begins gradually developing into nine progressive stages of loving service under the headings of attachment, love, affection, feelings, affinity, adherence, following, ecstasy, and intense feelings of separation.... Devotees in conjugal love develop ecstasy up to the stage of intense feelings of separation.... According to Hari-bhakti-sudhodaya, the import of the word ittham-bhuta is 'complete bliss.' Transcendental bliss in the realization of impersonal Brahman becomes comparable to the scanty water contained in the pit made by a cow's hoof. It is nothing compared with the ocean of bliss of the vision of the Personality of Godhead.... Similarly, the young cowherd damsels were attracted by the bodily features of the Lord, and Rukmini was attracted by hearing about the glories of the Lord. Lord Krsna attracts even the mind of the goddess of fortune. He attracts, in special cases, the minds of all young girls. He attracts the minds of the elderly ladies by paternal affection. He attracts the mind of the male in the humors of servitude and friendship. The word hari conveys various meanings, but the chief import of the word is that He (the Lord) vanquishes everything inauspicious and takes away the mind of the devotee by awarding pure transcendental love. By remembering the Lord in acute distress one can be free from all varieties of miseries and anxieties. Gradually the Lord vanquishes all obstacles on the path of devotional service of a pure devotee, and the result of nine devotional activities, such as hearing and chanting, becomes manifested. By His personal features and transcendental attributes, the Lord attracts all psychological activities of a pure devotee. Such is the attractive power of Lord Krsna. The attraction is so powerful that a pure devotee never hankers for any one of the four principles of religion. These are the attractive features of the transcendental attributes of the Lord. -- Sri Prabhupada purport to BP 1, 7.10

A Promise: The Supreme Personality of Godhead, Krsna, is the bestower of many benedictions, including liberation [kaivalya], or oneness with the Brahman effulgence. For that Personality of Godhead, the gopis always felt maternal love [during His infancy], and Krsna sucked their breasts with full satisfaction. Therefore, because of their relationship as mother and son, although the gopis were engaged in various family activities, one should never think that they returned to this material world after leaving their bodies (Srimad-Bhagavatam 10, 6.39-40, Prabhupada translation). The advantage of Krsna consciousness is described herein. Krsna consciousness gradually develops on the transcendental platform. One may think of Krsna as the supreme personality, one may think of Krsna as the supreme master, one may think of Krsna as the supreme friend, one may think of Krsna as the supreme son, or one may think of Krsna as the supreme conjugal lover. If one is connected with Krsna in any of these transcendental relationships, the course of one's material life is understood to have already ended. As confirmed in Bhagavad-gita (4.9), tyaktva deham punar janma naiti mam eti: for such devotees, going back home, back to Godhead, is guaranteed. Na punah kalpate rajan samsaro jnana-sambhavah. This verse also guarantees that devotees who constantly think of Krsna in a particular relationship will never return to this material world (Prabhupada purport to BP 10, 6.39-40).

The Hearts of the Gopis Udho, hearts like ours can't change-- They're dyed with Shyam's pure blackness And there's no way to wash it away! Spare us, then, of your artful speeches And let's get down to the root of the matter: The yoga you preach means no more to us Than campa flowers do to the bees; How could an insipid thing like that Erase the fate that is furrowed in our hands? Show us Shyam instead, our delight-- One look, says Sur, and we'll come to life! -- The Bhramargit of Surdas

Radha Instructs Krishna's New Bride in the Arts of Love

Ila is Krishna's bride in Vrindavan. She sounds like the Telugu version of Nappinnai (Neela devi). The poem is by Telugu poetess Muddupalani.

Radha instructs Ila, Krishna's new bride, in the arts of love. Radha has dressed up the young bride, while Krishna waits in the bedroom: "How will the lips of this young girl suffer His bites? He is the killer of the demon Kaitabha. How will her breasts bear his clawing? He's a lion of a cowherd. Can her tender thighs take His vigor? He wrestled Canura to the death. Will her smooth body survive? He's an elephant-killer." All the women were joking like this, and Ila bowed her head in shyness, her face all red. Radhika drew close to her and offered comfort: "When your husband holds you, push Him gently with your breasts. If He kisses your cheek, touch His lips with yours. When He gets on top of you, move against Him from below. If He gets tired while making love, quickly take over and get on top. He's the best lover, a real connoisseur, extremely delicate. Love Him skillfully, and make Him love you. That's my advice. But you know best. "Love has its own laws." And She taught her. Then She said, "Go quickly. The good hour is passing. Meet your lover. Don't delay" And She led her gently to Krishna, and said to Him: "Her breasts are tender as young buds. Unlike mine, they won't hold up if you claw at them. Her lips are like leaves. Mine are full-blown coral. Don't bite too hard. My thighs are used to wrestling with You, but hers are soft as bananas. Her whole body is a fragile vine. Mine is tough as gold. In a word, she's not me. Not equal to You in love. Innocent, new to the art. You have to know how to handle her. But then, do you need me to tell You? You're good with women. "Just touch her lips with the tip of Your tongue. Don't squeeze. Kiss her cheeks lightly. Don't scratch. Caress her nipples with Your fingertips. Don't crush. Make love very, very gently. Don't be wild. I must be crazy to talk like this. When you and she are deeply in it, wrestling with each other, these rules of mine won't hold." Then She handed Ila over to Krishna. But really, She wanted to come, too, and held on to Ila's sari. Ila loosened Her fingers: "I'll be back soon," she said. And Radha went, Her mind a jumble of misery and joy. Lying on Her bed, alone, She thought to Herself: "You can give money. You can give away your own family. You can give your very life, that isn't easy to give up. But to give your own husband to another woman--what woman can do that? "By now I'm sure she's sucking His delicious lips. Or already pounding His naked chest with Her breasts. Probably moaning like doves. He's on top of her, and she's pressing against Him. She's quite skilled to begin with. Maybe a bit shy, but by now He's won her over, freed her from any reticence. He's brought her close, touched her everywhere. Taught her everything." She kept thinking. Tortured by love, she couldn't close Her eyes. Inside, She was burning. As for Krishna, He was busy with the girl. From the same book by Muddupalani: How to read a book When you are reading, and you come to a thorn, pull it out. Use your knowledge to heal the book. Don't meddle with poets who make a living out of finding fault. They're bad news.

Source: The "Radha Instructs Krishna's New Bride" topic at the former Krishna Premonmaada forum.

At first, I was incredulous after reading this. After all, what kind of sacrifice does Radharani make when She allows Krishna to love another? Then, I thought about the nature of my love for Him. It really comes from the deepest well within and with perfect trust in Him. Despite my own intimate relationship with Him, I rejoice when I can help another one of my sister lovers or wives to love Him all the more. Radharani became more than the gopi when Her love filled Her so. She became One with Him: attaining the nature of Bhagavan [God] in Her perfect union. She, then, has perfect understanding of such transcending love for Him-- so should these words be read!

It is said that Muddupalani was a courtesan, skilled in the arts of love. Yet, to write so scandalously of deity shows that she, too, knew the true nature of such kaanta bhava. She wrote to teach of this divine Love in a language she knew well to readers who could understand such an intimate description. Dear reader, may you know the joy and ecstasy in truly loving our Krishna! Such pleasure surpasses all earthly delights. Lay aside false ego and attachment to be One with Him.

Here is one more gem from the Krishna Premonmaada forum:

This story is found in the Mahabharata: Once Krishna came to the house of Vidura while Vidura was out begging. Vidura's wife was taking a bath, but at the sound of Krishna's voice she came running without remembering to put on clothes. Krishna threw his angavastra [upper cloth] on her to cover her. Vidura's wife then made Krishna sit down and began to serve him bananas. Joyfully peeling the bananas in Krishna's presence, by accident she gave him the peels to eat instead of the fruit, which Krishna ate happily. Just then Narada appeared on the scene and thought, this woman is preoccupied by love, she does not know what she is doing. I blame Krishna, rather, for neglecting to point out her error. Now if He eats banana peels it is His own fault! Narada kindly reminded Vidura's wife to feed Krishna the soft, sweet fruit instead. Embarassed, she quickly offered the fruits, which Krishna also took. But Krishna said, "Ah! But these don't taste the same. The first ones were much sweeter!" Jaya Krishna Jaya Ghan-Shyam

Other Krishna Kaanta Bhava Websites

Listed here is a short set of links taking you to sites giving such sweet nectar that it is possible to catch that honeyed glow! Enjoy the beauty that exists in Loving our wonderful Shyam from one sweet moment to the next....

Krishna Premonmaada ...
This was a discussion board on Krishna prema by devotees who had experienced or who desired this rasa with Krishna. The site contained many precious treasures. It closed at the end of May 2006.
http://www.krishnapremonmaada.com

Radha Chandra's Yahoo 360 Page ...
You may visit my Yahoo 360 page at http://360.yahoo.com/my_profile-5zZN1AUjeqL4TA7AqjBpX_nfn9iU;_ylt=Ak9sHAd9nBks4EcF8BgxAaq0AOJ3.
You may view my Yahoo 360 blog if you open a Yahoo 360 account and set your content setting on "adult" content. Yahoo 360 will soon be dismantling itself. I have not decided where I will take my blog content or presence, if anywhere. Stay tuned, directing all of your attentions to our beloved Krishna!

Lotus Heart Spiritual Art
Although primarily a commercial site featuring "Spiritual Art" by Flora Cloud, her poetry shows that she has madhurya bhava for Krishna.
http://lotusheartart.com/site/1533718/page/632843

Jagadguru Kripalu Parishat
This is a well-constructed website for the followers of a sadhu devoted to RadhaKrishna. Although the website seems to have a commercial feeling to it, there is tremendous devotional poetry (usually manjari) and other resources available to the Krishna kaanta devotee. Some of the Jagadguru Kripalu Maharaj's followers that I have encountered seem to have a real commitment to obtaining madhurya bhava for Krishna. Investigate this website but I would urge caution before wholeheartedly committing to this organisation. Be sure that what you do is what Krishna would want for you.
http://jkp.org/devotion/index.html

Sri Sai Premananda - Home
This is a website of a sadhu devoted to Krishna and the Satya Sai Baba. He is currently based in Canada. At least one of the contributors to the Krishna Premonmaada forum found his teaching very beneficial. I did find at one time on this website a series of beautiful poems the sadhu had written about His love for Krishna, apparently written while first exploring his love relationship with Krishna.
http://www.srisaipremananda.org/index.php

KRISHNA, MY LORD (by Lynn Karst)
Lyrics from the HeartVoice album Seeds of Love. HeartVoice is a group of Satya Sai Baba devotees.
http://www.premamusic.com/HV.KrishnaMyLord.html

The Project Gutenberg EBook of
The Loves of Krishna in Indian Painting and Poetry, by W. G. Archer
This is a Western academic approach to the subject. It is a somewhat dry treatment with wonderful bits of poetry, B&W paintings, and detailed information. This is a full length book free for download.
http://www.gutenberg.net/1/1/9/2/11924/
The HTML webpage with graphic files can be found at:
http://www.gutenberg.org/dirs/1/1/9/2/11924/11924-h/11924-h.htm


The Rasa Pancadhyaya
An extremely important and useful text is one known as the Rasa Pancadhyaya, also known as the Bhagavata Purana, Book 10, chapters 29 through 33. For souls afflicted with attachment to sensuality, this text holds a precious promise: ‘The sober person who is endowed with faith should hear and describe these pastimes of Vishnu with the maidens of Vraj. Achieving supreme devotion to the Lord, one quickly frees oneself from lust, the disease of the heart.’ You may view or download this text by going to downloads webpage of this website.

Be sure to visit the other Links About Sri Krishna on this website on the Krishna Links page. Dwell in the Krsnabhava on my Krishna Links Bhava page.

If you know of other kaanta bhava websites, please e-mail them to me! I will be happy to include them here. Also see the Links to the Ecstatic Poets elsewhere on this website.




"As one approaches Me, I reciprocate proportionately."
-- Krishna, Bhagavad Gita 4.11









Prabhupada taught the following about sensuality: When the world becomes degraded, civilization becomes demoniac, and for the common man the rectum and the genital are taken very seriously as the centers of all activity. Even in such a sacred place as Vrndavana, India, unintelligent men pass off this rectal and genital business as spiritual activity. Such people are called sahajiya. According to their philosophy, through sexual indulgence one can elevate oneself to the spiritual platform. From these verses of Srimad-Bhagavatam, however, we understand that the desires for sexual satisfaction are meant for the arvak, the lowest among men. To rectify these rascals and fools is very difficult. After all, the sex desires of the common man are condemned in these verses. The word durmada means "wrongly directed," and nirrti means "sinful activity." Although this clearly indicates that sex indulgence is abominable and misdirected even from the ordinary point of view, the sahajiyas nonetheless pass themselves off as devotees conducting spiritual activities. For this reason, Vrndavana is no longer visited by intelligent men (Prabhupada purports to Bhagavata Purana 6, 29.14). Be careful that you are not being led back to samsara's continuous slaughter by your own natural propensities. Although you can use your drives to come to Him, it is a risky game. When you do come to Him, surrender all at His divinely beautiful feet. Then you can rejoice in true freedom and true love. Material sensuality and sexual indulgence are only a faint reflection of His loving relationship with the individual soul and they are temporary. We are freed-- truely freed-- from all of our desires and attachments when we are truly surrendered. In so doing, we can then take our place by His side. Seek this intimacy above all-- everything else will fall into place.









The Lord's beauty resembles a dark cloud during the rainy season. As the rainfall glistens, His bodily features also glisten. Indeed, He is the sum total of all beauty. The Lord has four arms and an exquisitely beautiful face with eyes like lotus petals, a beautiful highly raised nose, a mind-attracting smile, a beautiful forehead and equally beautiful and fully decorated ears. -- Lord Shiva's description of Krishna Bhagava Purana 6, 24.45-46










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