OH! KRISHNA

Oh! Krishna

Let me be the

blessed wind

Flowing through your flute

As music mesmerizing

Enticing all

Already in an intoxicated form will I be

To sway all

For when your lips touch the flute

I get kissed

Oh!Krishna

Let me be that

Peacock feather

Lone and alone

Which you own

I will hide in your tresses

Listening to the music

Flowing from your flute

And swaying to my intoxicated form

As wind

Which was kissed

Oh! Krishna

Let Radha not know

She loves to snatch your flute

And hide

A game for her

But I will die

For to live I need to flow

Through

The tone holes

Split as love notes

by the kisses you blow.

HAPPY JANMASHTAMI

25/08/24

India.

Photo credit to the owner.