“Listen
to the unsaid things
Of
the song that Radha sings
“
Gita Govinda
SB 10.21.4 "The cowherd girls began to speak about Krishna but when they remembered His activities, O King, the power of Cupid disturbed their minds, and thus they could not speak."
The Gopis spend their daytime speaking about Krishna.
He is in the forest and their feelings of separation churn their love while they wait anxiously for His return. Gopis' love for krishna is kept secret because of social constraints. So, in silences and in bodily expressions and in crooked discourses and puns, lovers, unmistakably, conceal messages of deep love.
Therefore the Gopis talk indirectly referring to their love for Krishna, by glorifying the birds, the clouds, peacocks, all the living entities of Vraja, who get His association. So, after long talks their voices choke in recalling His activities and beauty to their friends and love inflames their hearts. The Gopis' minds always reach out to Krishna enabling them to see Him through the love in their hearts, this makes the Gopis' love for Krishna the highest expression of Love of Godhead.
He is in the forest and their feelings of separation churn their love while they wait anxiously for His return. Gopis' love for krishna is kept secret because of social constraints. So, in silences and in bodily expressions and in crooked discourses and puns, lovers, unmistakably, conceal messages of deep love.
Therefore the Gopis talk indirectly referring to their love for Krishna, by glorifying the birds, the clouds, peacocks, all the living entities of Vraja, who get His association. So, after long talks their voices choke in recalling His activities and beauty to their friends and love inflames their hearts. The Gopis' minds always reach out to Krishna enabling them to see Him through the love in their hearts, this makes the Gopis' love for Krishna the highest expression of Love of Godhead.
"Their voices choked up, unable to speak further, the gopis entered within the inexhaustible domains of silence. Tears of love first decorated their eyes, mixing with the cosmetic black kajal representing their constant remembrance of Sri Krishna." Venu Gita pg 118 - by Siva Ram Swami
The silences of love
are poetry,
pauses between words
eloquently spoken
with
furtive glances,
dotted with messaging eyebrows
elusive and swift
as if winged by the wind.
The secrecy of lovers
dances on the tongue
with whirling puns
about waters, clouds, fawns and swans.
It's a song of the heart
betraying the depth of love
as the hue
of the sea
is more intensely blue
when more deep.
as the hue
of the sea
is more intensely blue
when more deep.
The soul sings,
belonging to longings,
fragrant
of musk
wafting in the air at dusk,
with
sweet melodies
bound for those hearts in love.
Then the voice chokes,
the eyes swell
in a tide of tears
when the Moon appears
in the name, in the form,
in playful times
of the Beloved.
The mind runs
through roads of flowers,
hovering like a honeybee.
Only happiness blooms
along this way
humming, chanting,
calling, crying
Your name ~
Krishna! Krishna!
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