Prameya: The commencement of Prayojana-tattva
It was Ekādaśī, and the Vaiṣṇavas were performing kīrtana on the. large raised platform beneath the Bakula tree in Śrīvāsa-aṅgana. Some were sighing heavily, saying, “Ha Gaurāṅga! Ha Nityānanda!” None of them could understand in what kind of
bhāva their revered, elderly Bābājī was absorbed. Before their
eyes, he became stunned. Then after some time he burst into
tears, crying, “Woe is me! Alas! Where is my Rūpa? Where is my Sanātana? Where is my Dāsa Gosvāmī? Where is my Kṛṣṇadāsa
Kavirāja, the dearmost brother of my heart? Where have they gone,
abandoning me all alone? Fie on me that I remain alive, simply tolerating the pain of their separation! I am undone by their
separation. Even the remembrance of Rādhā-kuṇḍa is troublesome
to me. My life-force writhes in agony. Only the vision of Rūpa-Sanātana will save my forlorn life. I have not given up my life,
even though separated from them! I am simply condemned in
every way!” Speaking in this way, he began to roll in the dust of
the courtyard.
All the Vaiṣṇavas there said, “Bābājī, be patient. Rūpa and
Raghunātha are in your heart. Look here, Śrī Caitanya