7.10
I, Jaya·deva, turn to Krishna for refuge.
Guard this, my song, in your hearts
As though it were some charming girl
gifted in erotic arts.
Fooled by friends’ false promises,
to whom can I turn now for refuge?
“Still my lover hasn’t come:
Is he dallying with some coquette?
Or detained by friends, playing games of chance?
Or could he be wandering about, lost in the arboreal gloom?
Perhaps he’s so distraught that he’s unable
to even set out on the path into this lush grove
of creepers and cane
as we had arranged?”
Seeing her friend, made mute by disappointment,
return without Krishna,
Radha supposed that he was being enthralled by some
other woman;
and she described it as though she could see it:
HER BEDROOM IS decorated for coital combat there,
And flower-tangled is her sex-disheveled hair;
Some lucky girl is playing in love with Krishna. Refrain