Poor cakravākī, even after closing your eyes, you continue to cry pitifully through the night for your unseen mate. Or is it that, like us, you have become the servant of Acyuta and hanker to wear in your braided hair the garland He has blessed with the touch of His feet?
PURPORT
This verse has not purport by Hṛdayānanda, humble servant of His Divine Grace A.C. Bhaktivedanta Svāmī Prabhupāda.
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