Raho Kou Kahu Manhi Diye,
Mere Prannath Shri Shyama Sapath Karon Trin Chiye.
Je Avtaar Kadamb Bhajat Hain Dhari Drida Vrat Ju Hiye.
Teu Umagi Tajat Maryada Van Vihar Ras Piye.
Khoye Ratan Phirat Je Ghar Ghar Kaun Kaj Jiye.
Jai Shri Hita Harivansh Anat Sachu Nahin, Binu Ya Raj Hi Liye.
Shri Hita Harivansh Mahaprabhu ji, Hit Safut Vani (20)
In this verse, Shri Hit Harivansh Mahaprabhu ji pours out his soul, swearing upon the sacred bond he holds with Shri Radha Rani, expressing a devotion so unwavering that nothing in this world can shake it.
“Let others anchor their hearts wherever they may; but I, with all sincerity and humility, vow upon this fragile blade of grass that my life, my soul, belongs only to my beloved Shri Shyama.”
Even those who dedicate themselves to worshipping various divine incarnations, bound by the strongest vows, cannot help but cast aside all worldly restrictions when they taste the intoxicating nectar of love that flows in Vrindavan’s sacred forests. That love compels them to abandon all forms of restraint and decorum.
And for those who, having lost their most precious jewel, wander aimlessly from home to home, begging for a sense of purpose—what value remains in such a life? What meaning do their days hold?
Shri Hit Harivansh Mahaprabhu, in his divine wisdom, declares: without the dust of Vrindavan at one’s feet, there is no peace to be found anywhere else. Only within the embrace of that sacred land can true solace be attained.”
