In the sacred land of Vrindavan's embrace, Where every tree and flower know her grace, Dances Radharani, the queen of hearts, Whose love for Krishna never departs.Her eyes, deep pools of endless love, Reflect the blue-skied canopy above, Each glance speaks of passion, untold, Stories of devotion, ages old.Golden aura, like the morning sun, With Krishna, they become one. Together, their love's eternal song, Echoes in Vrindavan all day long.Her...