Jayadeva

You rest on the circle of Sri’s breast (from The Gitagovinda)

You rest on the circle of Sri’s breast (from The Gitagovinda)

You rest on the circle of Sri’s breast (from The Gitagovinda) You rest on the circle of Sri’s breast, Wearing your earrings, Fondling wanton forest garlands. Triumph, God of Triumph, Hari! The sun’s jewel light encircles you As you break through the bond of existence — A wild... »