WHEN
I FELL FROM LOVE
"Eons of joy in eternal time seem one
instant, one instant of eternal time in wickedness are millions years of
miseries."
This poem was
inspired by the controversial subject matter of whether or not the jiva, the
soul, fell originally from Vaikuntha. While reading many arguments and
essays on this subject, the conclusions of which are a matter for pandits and
scholars, this poet became caught up in a vision of the emotions associated
with such a fall, because ultimately it was a fall from love ...
Conversation after Bhagavad-gita 3.27
lecture '74 in Melbourne -
[Srila Prabhupada] :
"Yes. You forced Krishna to allow you to come".
Before there was Krishna.
Then, I know neither
how nor why,
I denied His love
because of free will
and pride.
Maybe He warned me,
maybe He tried persuading me,
but somehow, bedazzled
and maddened, I spurned Him.
And so envy won,
sweetness was suddenly gone,
in an instant of time,
an endless loss ~
my soul endlessly lost.
Until at last, reluctantly I believe,
He turned His back on me ...to leave.
O reader, understand my despair!
that last glimpse
of the golden yellow dress,
of the bluish luster,
of His long black curly hair!
Then overcome by a shadow
I fell into oblivion,
to awaken in illusion with no
vision,
only reflections in darkness
without Krishna,
and drowned in forgetfulness,
floundering unknowingly
in oceans of lifetimes (1)
for the shore of His eyes,
for a breath of His love,
every wave swept me further
away.
For eons I never saw Him again ~
no lament nor word can convey fully
this pain!
The cries of birds make the night
more dark,
the roar makes the ocean more
treacherous,
fear haunts me ever since.
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