Radha
by P. S. Rege
The blue sky is Hari
And the lone star Radha —
Lost,
She is the heart’s desire throughout the ages.
And the lone star Radha —
Lost,
She is the heart’s desire throughout the ages.
The wide earth is Govinda
And the rice field Radha —
Ever-fruitful,
She is the sweet-tongued one throughout the ages.
And the rice field Radha —
Ever-fruitful,
She is the sweet-tongued one throughout the ages.
The steadily flowing river is Krishna
And the forest bending o’er its bank is Radha —
Unquestioning,
She is the eternal repose throughout the ages.
And the forest bending o’er its bank is Radha —
Unquestioning,
She is the eternal repose throughout the ages.
Translated from the Marathi