There Was No Time Limit (1) Remember Ram Ray’s prema-vilasa-vivarta? A true mystery that, for how and why could Radha ever the fear the day that Krishna’s love might diminish or die? And yet she says, There was a time when love alone was the only go-between. There was no need for him to apologize, no need for either of us to explain. Ah, for those days, back in the beginning, when love burst on us through a sidelong glance, when we felt that love grow and inundate us, enveloping us in endless expanse. In that far-off time, there was no contrast, no bheda of being loved or loving, no you-ness, no me-ness, no male or female, for Eros had ground us into a single being. So, dear one, go now and remind your friend of the ancient myths of our state of grace; We all know things have fallen apart, for he has sent you here to plead his case. There was a time when we sought no dutis, needed no one else for mediation-- Cupid himself arranged all our trysts in the non-dual world of his creation. Now I can see Krishna loves me no more, for you have come as his go-between. I guess that this is the way of all love with desirable men like him. Yet, this song’s the one Chaitanya chose to disclose how He and She are He: the searing memory of their oneness, separate for all eternity.
Posted on: Sun, 14 Sep 2014 13:35:43 +0000