When I think of the raas-leela
Of Krishna and Radha,
I am carried to the landscapes of Kashmir.
I feel their romantic sensibilities,
Close to each other like the clusters of bamboo
And strong like the gnarled oak.
Both Radha and Krishna had no ego
That rise from wealth, physical prowess,
Birth, scholarship, beauty,
Power and penance.
They came to give love, create love
In rapturous delight like an alluring orchestra.
Radha and Krishna did not have
Existential ennui, nor did they
Believe in the stroke of destiny.
They simply expanded the horizon
Of their knowledge with a beautiful mind
And the depths and beauties of love
with a pretty heart, never assailed by worries.
A thousand splendid suns
Knew the luminosity of their eyes,
The vitality and veracity of their hearts
And how they slowly pulled people towards them
To different spheres of existence..