Vanisource:Sloka of the day/January 3, 2009
tāruṇyāmṛta—pārāvāra, taraṅga—lāvaṇya-sāra,
tāte se āvarta bhāvodgama
vaṁśī-dhvani—cakravāta, nārīra mana—tṛṇa-pāta,
tāhā ḍubāya, nā haya udgama
The bodily beauty of Śrī Kṛṣṇa is like a wave in the ocean of eternal youth. In that great ocean is the whirlpool of the awakening of ecstatic love. The vibration of Kṛṣṇa’s flute is like a whirlwind, and the flickering minds of the gopīs are like straws and dry leaves. After they fall down in the whirlwind, they never rise again but remain eternally at the lotus feet of Kṛṣṇa.