The luster of his fair body is brighter than a million brilliant mirrors of gold. Of such sweetness is the fragrance of his body that the aromatic lotus and parijata flowers humbly offer their prayers of worship. Millions of Cupids, shocked out of their pride, swoon at his lotus feet, unable to bear the sight of his unparalleled beauty. His limbs are alive rasa moods of love that emerge and flow continuiously from his beautiful form. I sing with joy the unending glories of my sweet Lord, my golden Gaurasundara, the one and only divine abode of pure love.
