Jagat

divyāneka-vicitra-puṣpa-phalavad-vallī-tarūṇāṁ tatir divyāneka-mayūra-kokila-śukādy-ānanda-mādyat-kalāḥ | divyāneka-saraḥ-sarid-giri-vara-pratyagra-kuñjāvalīr divyā kāñcana-ratna-bhūmir api māṁ vṛndāvane'mohayat ||2.2|| With divine rows of trees and vines filled with multitude varieties of flowers and fruits, With divine, maddening, blissful cooing of the multitudes of peacocks, cuckoos, and parrots, With divine groves in every spot by the mountain, with many multitudes of lakes, and streams, the divine golden ground  in Vrindavan,  studded with jewels,  has enchanted me . Commentary It is morning in Vrindavan. Somewhere, not far away, arati bells are ringing. We find ourselves in the Vrindavan of Prabodhananda. It is not immediately apparent if we are in the divine Vrindavan or the worldly Vrindavan, but in either case, Prabodhananda sees it as divine. In fact, Prabodhananda here follows the classical meditation of the Dham, which is the setting...