Dekha Nitā I Cāndera Mādhurī

Look at the glorious sweetness of Lord Nitāicandra! Like kadamba filaments, the hairs of His body stand erect. Raising His arms, He chants, “Hari! Hari!”

How many millions of Kāmadevas does trhe glorious circle of Hisd face defeat? How did the demigod Brahmā create such a face? Perhaps Brahmā churned the ocean of glorious handsomeness, extracted from it a glorious moon, and with the nectar from that moon created Lord Nitāi’s face.

Lord Nitāi’s eyes are lotus petals and his pupils are black bees drowning in the flower-nectar of ecstatic spiritual love. Anyone who sees Him knows that Lord Nitāi is a nectar cloud flooding the earth with a monsoon of blissful spiritual love.

In the past He was Rohiṇī’s son Balarāma who enjoyed pastimes in Nanda’s Vrajapura home. Now He is Padmāvatī’s son, the avadhūta Nityānanda, Nityānanda whose name is Bhuvana-pāvana (the purifier of the worlds).

Seeing how the people had become fallen, the Lord descended to this world and taught the fallen souls to chant the holy names “Gaura-Hari!” Fallen in the prison of repeated birth and death, blind Locana dāsa weeps. Never has He seen any sweetness like that of Lord Nitāi.