
A poem by Chaturatma Dasa entitled:
“BRAJ RENU”
Dust, an annoyance to be cleaned away,
doing so an activity to fill the day
Hours and hours of our life spent in working
To make sure that dust isn’t making things dirty
But what if there was a different state of mind,
An alternative beneficial paradigm
To see the dust as something more
Than dirt accumulating on the desk, the counter, the floor
This is the special gift of Vraj where dust is something else
It isn’t seem as “dirt” at all but a commodity of great wealth.
To rub this golden dust upon one’s self and place it on the head
Will bring a varied state of mind, change our meager life from dead
It’s presence will be the jewels and gems that make our body bright
An addition to our appearance that will make us feel so right
This dust has touched the feet of God, his playmates and his loyal
If we humbly show respects to it maya’s presence will be foiled
The dust of Vraj, of Govardhana, of places touched by the Lord
Will bring us peace and happiness and really so much more
A life filled with devotion will reign within our heart
Just by respecting the holy dust, its such an easy start
To roll and frolic and fill our hands then toss it into the air
and find ourselves covered from head to toe this will not bring despair
For the greatest of the demigods and sages from high places
Seek this simple benediction and pray their hearts it will make gracious
So if you want to feel that love and take it with you where ever you go
Just place this holy Vraj renu on yourself from head to toe.