At the end of the day, having rounded up all His cows, Kṛṣṇa plays a song on His flute while exalted demigods standing along the path worship His lotus feet and the cowherd boys accompanying Him chant His glories. His garland is powdered by the dust raised by the cows' hooves, and His beauty, enhanced by His fatigue, creates an ecstatic festival for everyone's eyes. Eager to fulfill His friends' desires, Kṛṣṇa is the moon arisen from the womb of mother Yaśodā.
At this point the gopīs climb into the watchtowers of Vṛndāvana's houses so they can see Kṛṣṇa as soon as possible when He returns home. Mother Yaśodā is very anxious for her son to come back, and therefore she has the tallest of the beautiful young gopīs climb up to see when He will arrive.
As Kṛṣṇa respectfully greets His well-wishing friends, His eyes roll slightly as if from intoxication. He wears a flower garland, and the beauty of His soft cheeks is accentuated by the brilliance of His golden earrings and the whiteness of his face, which has the color of a badara berry. With His cheerful face re- sembling the moon, lord of the night, the Lord of the Yadus moves with the grace of a regal elephant. Thus He returns in the evening, delivering the cows of Vraja from the heat of the day.