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Krishna Beloved

Krishna Beloved
 
O night bereft of moon the stars shall guide
My steps upon the winding roads of time,
No taint of darkness ultimately can hide
Nor veil from sight the mystery sublime.
 
I’ve found the fruited grove where the God-child plays
And slumbers in this hidden cave of mine,
Opening late the secret Book of Days
I befriended Him as I cleansed the vaulted Shrine.
 
In dream-like fields amongst the golden kine
I spy his blue-white radiance abroad
Fluting to rapturous bloom this blue-green globe,
Fluting to rapturous bloom this golden sward,
Krishna, beloved, friend and guide and Lord.

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