Ramananda Raya answers Mahaprabhu with the words of the Gita Govinda, from the springtime Rasa-lila. All the gopis are searching for Krishna — they find his footprints, and beside them Radhika's: "How fortunate this gopi is!" But here is what came before. At the very height of the Rasa, Radhika arrives — and sees the dance has already begun without her. Hurt, she turns and quietly leaves. And Krishna, ringed by every gopi, in front of them all, rises — and goes after the one who has gone. He whom the whole world seeks now seeks himself: from kunja to kunja, peering into every flowering bower. "Oh God, oh God, what have I done? Shall I ever see her again?" — and he weeps, truly, not for show, without any calculation — he simply cannot help it. The Lord of all, whom everyone hunts everywhere, wanders the night alone, crying for one girl of Vraja.