Daaji's poem on Maa-mother Radha & Krishna

Daaji's poem on Radha & Krishna on 15th June 2024 at Radha-Krishna Temple, Dallas, TX, USA [English translation below]. All Rights Reserved ® Heartfulness Institute.

Somewhere in the Heaven, when Krishna and Radha came face-to-face ...

Before Krishna could say anything,
Radha spoke up 💬 -

"How are you, Dwarkadheesh?"

The address "Kanha" that Radha used to call him with,
The mention of "Dwarkadheesh" from her mouth wounded Krishna deeply inside

Still, somehow, he composed himself

And said to Radha...

"I am still Kanha for you today,
Don't call me Dwarkadheesh!

Come, let's sit down...
Let me say something,
Let you say something of your own

Truth be told, Radha,
Whenever I remembered you,
Tears welled up in these eyes..."

Radha said -
"Nothing like that happened with me,
Neither did I remember you nor shed any tears,
Because how could I ever forget you to remember?

You always remained in these eyes,
Never to leave with tears,
That's why I never cried.

Upon separation in love, what did you lose?
Shall I show you a mirror of this?

Have you ever thought how backward you have become in this progress?
Starting life with the sweet water of Yamuna and reaching the salty waters of the ocean?

You trusted the Sudarshan Chakra on one finger,
And
Forgot the flute that was played on ten fingers?

Kanha, when you were connected in love...
The finger that lifted the Govardhan mountain to save people from destruction,
Upon separation in love, that same finger
Started showing various colors?
Lifting the Sudarshan Chakra for the work of destruction?

Kanha and Dwarkadheesh,
What difference shall I tell you?

If you were Kanha, you would visit Sudama's home
Sudama would not visit your home

There lies the difference in war and love,
In war, you conquer by destroying,
And in love, you conquer by surrendering.

Kanha, a man immersed in love,
Can be sad,
But does not cause anyone pain.

You are the master of many arts,
A seer beyond dreams,
The giver of scriptures like the Gita.

But what decision did you make,
Handing over your entire army to the Kauravas?
And aligning yourself with the Pandavas?

The army was your subjects,
A king resides in a palace,
With his protector.

You, the great sage,
Were driving the chariot on which Arjuna sat,
You were killing your own subjects,
Seeing your subjects die,
Did no compassion arise in you?

Because you had become void of love.

Even today, go to Earth

You will keep searching for
Your Dwarkadheesh-like image
In every house, every temple,
You will come across standing with me

Even today, I believe

People talk about the knowledge of the Gita,
They talk about its importance

But the people of Earth
Do not rely on the war-oriented Dwarkadheesh, i.e.
They rely on the love-oriented Kanha

My name is nowhere near in the Gita,
But even today, people say "Radhe Radhe" at its conclusion...

‪@heartfulness‬