The Cowherd Boy is now a King

                                                                                           

CC Madhya Lila 1.56  Lord Caitanya Mahaprabhu used to sing this song [♪ ♫ ♪seita parana-natha♫ ♪ ♫] especially during the latter part of the day, and He would think, "Let Me take Krishna and go back to Vrindavana" This ecstasy was always filling His heart.

"It is there alone [in Vraja] that You attract us by wearing peacock feathers in Your turban and playing enchanting music on Your flute.  We can be saved only by seeing You in Vraja and not by any other kind of meditation or theoretical knowledge of the self." Commentary by Visvanath Cakravarti Thakur on Sarartha Darsini 82.48

After long separation from Vraja  Krishna resolves to meet the Brijvasis in Kurukshetra and He goes there from Dwarka with all His royal entourage......

So long ago
light left our eyes,

the Moon disappeared

from our nights,

and many times

our minds, like honeybees, 
flew to the flowers of Your pastimes;

So the wings of our hearts

have not dried

in the intense heat of lamentation

but have led us in this ride.

Now you have come

under this alien moonlight                    

adorned with royal garments

seeming now a king,

not as we see You

in our dreams,

decorated without gems,

but with flowers,

not parading majestically

but wandering and longing

under the bowers,

your stick and bugle

tucked under your sash
on your curls a headband

and playing your flute,

harmoniously bent.

Is this bulky turban to hide

the feathers and the pearls?

As simple cowherd girls,
what your messenger said before   ⁽¹⁾
and what You just spoke 
about yoga and mind control 
is not what our hearts are hankering for.

we do not know meditation

how can we ...?

this love, this agitation,

this thinking of You ~ always

forces us to embrace

the dark trunks of trees,

and in rainy cloud-like lakes      ⁽²⁾

we behold You and faint;

You have stolen our minds...

under many amorous moonlights,

by the many broken promises

You made ~

How can we be wise, like sages?

These royal heroes and the Queens,

the noble friends and relatives,  

and You - bedecked like a king,

have faded our hopes

to see You, as our cowherd friend

among the groves,

back to Vraj,                      ⁽³⁾

in the land of our love,

still resounding with the tapping

of your feet in dance

and always combed

by Radha’s loving
searching glance.

1)  The messenger was Uddhava. 

2)  Once in Premadana the Gopis went to fetch water in a lake -Krishna Kunda-. The reflection of           dark clouds in the water sparked in the Gopis such intense feelings for Krishna that they fainted. -       Lila retold from Nava Vraja Mahima Vol. II p.44

3) KS Anuccheda 170 "Since we cannot meditate on your feet in our minds and it is impossible for us to come to Dvarka -or we do not want to come - we will be saved only if you come personally to Vrindavana."