Raas-Leela
It is but a fantastical,simple tale of lore
How Krishna multiplied to dance with Gopis, of yore
Of an enchanted night when they danced in self forgetful bliss
Wherever they turned , their beloved lord, could not miss
Of milkmaids, who by the dint of the devotion, simplicity
Transcended the delusion of plurality
And forgetting themselves , they saw the one, all around
How could it be otherwise , when naught, but Krishna, abounds
Through His divine dance of seeming plurality
He underscored the underlying oneness, unity
Yes, it is a simple, fantastical tale of lore
When Krishna danced with the Gopis of yore
--shubha
P.S. A few lines that came to me in response to a prompt by the same name in a online poetry group.
It is but a fantastical,simple tale of lore
How Krishna multiplied to dance with Gopis, of yore
Of an enchanted night when they danced in self forgetful bliss
Wherever they turned , their beloved lord, could not miss
Of milkmaids, who by the dint of the devotion, simplicity
Transcended the delusion of plurality
And forgetting themselves , they saw the one, all around
How could it be otherwise , when naught, but Krishna, abounds
Through His divine dance of seeming plurality
He underscored the underlying oneness, unity
Yes, it is a simple, fantastical tale of lore
When Krishna danced with the Gopis of yore
--shubha
P.S. A few lines that came to me in response to a prompt by the same name in a online poetry group.
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