Sant Surdas

(1478 - 1581 / India)

The Welcome Of The Women Of Braj - Poem by Sant Surdas

'Tis morn, O Krishna, awake, all the pretty young milkmaids are calling for you; arise O Braj's prince, The sun is up in the sky, the moon pales, the tender tamala trees are in full bloom .

The women of Braj have stringed a garland of flowers of many kinds and wait to greet you. Arise dear child, wash your face and have your breakfast, O my heart's delight!

Says Sura, my Lord of large lotus-like eyes is the abode of bliss that never abates.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004

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