Radha said to her friends: "I have
loved to see Krishna from my childhood. My finger-nails are worn off from
counting the days on them till I shall see Him. Once He gave me a garland.
Look, it has withered, but I have not yet thrown it away. Alas! Where has the
Moon of Krishna risen now? Has that Moon gone away from my firmament, afraid
of the Rahu (a monster in Hindu mythology, said to cause the eclipse by
devouring the sun and the moon) of my pique? Alas! Shall I ever see Krishna
again? O my beloved Krishna, I have never been able to look at You to my
heart's complete satisfaction. I have only one pair of eyes; they blink and so
hinder my vision. And further, on account of streams of tears I could not see
enough of my Beloved. The peacock feather on the crown of His head shines like
arrested lightning. The peacocks, seeing Krishna's dark-cloud complexion,
would dance in joy, spreading their tails. O friends, I shall not be able to
keep my life-breath. After my death, place my body on a branch of the dark
tamala tree and inscribe on my body Krishna's sweet name."
The Master said: "God and His name are identical;
that is the reason Radha said that. There is no difference between Rama and His
holy name."
