I danced with my Lord
in all the holy places of
the earth
His golden flute
constant companion of
those rosebud lips
suffused the atmosphere
with inexplicable charm and ananda
Skipping with sheer abandon
of children romping through
summertime meadows
we whirled far from
the riverbanks of the Yamuna
Twin stars, inseparable, indistinguishable
On a clear night, when heaven empties
all her treasures
you may see us with the naked eye
dancing on the star kissed shores
of Eternity
Apr 21, 2019
Apr 21, 2019 at 9:34 PM UTC
I danced with my Lord
in all the holy places of
the earth
His golden flute
constant companion of
those rosebud lips
suffused the atmosphere
with inexplicable charm and ananda
Skipping with sheer abandon
of children romping through
summertime meadows
we whirled far from
the riverbanks of the Yamuna
Twin stars, inseparable, indistinguishable
On a clear night, when heaven empties
all her treasures
you may see us with the naked eye
dancing on the star kissed shores
of Eternity
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