Radhakrishna

Passing through All layers of consciousness There you settled In the world of innocent cows Who know only joy of giving Mischievous Adorable Loving Caring Dark-skinned handsomeness Stealer of butter and hearts, alike Flute Enigmatic smile That let the motley mortals Lose the earth bounds Demons Monsters— Putana, Baku, Kesin, Kaliya All inclusive for moksha In those tiny hands! Come thunder Come blinding lightning The Little Finger Our only protection Terrifying storms Lashing winds Annulled in those Tiny Hands He shook a leg As the clan danced He danced with each As if belonged to him/her alone The divine notes flowed in the back-drop From the magic bamboo Cool player Supreme God Allowed His vulnerable spot Take its course Once his role’s done with All his tricks up His sleeve To balance the universe And the whimsical human vagaries The clever strategist, tired Always found His solace In ‘she who pleases’: Radha!