Meditation upon Lord Nitaai during a pilgrimage to Melbourne

When will the day be mine Lord Nitaai, that as soon as I think of
Sri Krsna�s name I will see his form.
When will I see his delicate ankles and the ankle bells resting upon them.
When will that be my constant meditation! My perfection!
The soft soft texture of His skin. Of those ankels. His beautiful Lotus Feet and soft pink soles.
I aspire for nothing else!

When will I see Sri Krsna�s golden dhoti, which is made of substance indescribable. The finest of finest of finest cloth, that even Lord Brahma cannot manufacture! Finished in a gold purple hue around His waist. His exquisetly beautiful navel, and delicate stomach and sides. When will I see this Lord Nitaai! Please!

When I think of the flower garlands draped over His body, and his armlets and braclets made of fine jewels; when I see that will I be unable to speak?. Will love overcome then? To see his tender soft skin, which is indescribable! When will I surrender to cupid to attain this gift of gifts?

His face adorned with the jewels of eternity (His eyes). Dark and loving. Lord Nitaai, when will tears pour from eyes? I have faith in you Nityananda Prabhu for this boon! When will I feel that love?

Hadai Pandita was devastated when you left home. Such is the love I aspire for. To meditate on your place of birth, the home of Hadai and Mataji, your paraphernalia and bed and eating place, your pilgrimage to all holy places which are sanctified by your wandering feet, and your meeting with Lord Gauranga! Infact you never left Hadai, but gave him secret treasure. You are the perfect son!

When you show me the beautiful form of Lord Gauranga, then my material life and body will be finished! When will that day be mine Lord Nitaai!
When will your Lord be my Lord? Please let me be your servant for eternity.

Nava Gauranga dasa, fallen.

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