Dear Śrīla Prabhupāda,
Please accept my humble obeisances. All glories to Your Divine Grace.
If Not for You
If not for you, I wouldn’t know who I am.
Eternally part of Krishna’s plan,
I would still be a number-one fool,
wouldn’t know what to do,
not even have a clue,
and not know that God has a blue hue.
If not for you, I would still
be turning on the big wheel
in different species of life,
like a hamster in his cage
trying to get his fill,
with no direction in sight,
putting up an impressive fight,
but with no direction in sight.
You opened my door and gave me the will;
otherwise, I would still be on the mill.
If not for you, the bhakti seed would not have sprouted,
with transcendental knowledge forming
the basis of elevation and satisfaction.
From muddy waters to blooming flowers,
I was surprised how quickly I towered.
If not for you, the holy name wouldn’t have entered my heart,
allowing me a brand-new start,
independently vibrating my tongue,
and in disbelief, I also sang.
If not for you, I wouldn’t have tasted
samosas and kachoris cooked in ghee.
The only fee was to chant “Hare Kṛṣṇa,”
be happy, and be free.
If not for you, I wouldn’t climb so high,
reaching for the spiritual sky.
You have comforted me to try and try.
I am convinced it is not a lie,
and all I need to do is comply.
Bhakti relationship is based on pure love;
only then will Kṛṣṇa welcome you into his home
with an enchanting smile and a big hug.
Love seems to be the hardest to will;
therefore, please drag me home to Rādhā and Kṛṣṇa
in whichever way you feel.
Your servant,
Dhīraśānta dāsa Goswami