Sitting beneath a tree
With His black bamboo flute
Playing the music of love
Alluring His Beloved to
Come in search of Him
Cows stop its grazing
Becoming statues to
Rapt the divine attention
Peacock dancing madly
For His romantic tunes
Birds passing by stops
And take their seats on
The tree with a silence
Even the scary cobra
Humbly surrendering
Like a magical spellbound
Girls falling for Him
Forgetting their present
But nothing make Him
Stop His music for her
Comes running His Beloved
Like being attracted by a
Magnetic power of love
The music from His flute
Was filled with love, romance
Making every single thing
Deeply rapt in Him
Making her sit by His side
Holding her close to Him
Laid her head on His chest
Closing her wide eyes
Slowly sinking in His love
His hands on her shoulders
Closed his eyes with a smile !