You may worship both
The serene strength of Ram,
The enchanting smile of Krishna
Two divinities, equally infinite,
Equally worthy of surrender.
In temples of faith,
There is no comparison.
Only devotion. Only love.
But when it comes to the quiet choosing of a life,
When dreams must rest in human hands
Choose not the flute that calls to many,
But the vow that belongs to one.
Krishna may charm the world,
A heart too vast, too radiant to be contained.
But Ram!?
Ram chose once, and chose forever.
Not because he lacked allure,
But because he honored love with discipline,
With boundaries,
With unwavering truth.
So bow to both in prayer,
But in partnership,
Seek the one
Who sees only you
In a world full of many.
Mar 28
Mar 28, 2026 at 6:38 AM UTC
You may worship both
The serene strength of Ram,
The enchanting smile of Krishna
Two divinities, equally infinite,
Equally worthy of surrender.
In temples of faith,
There is no comparison.
Only devotion. Only love.
But when it comes to the quiet choosing of a life,
When dreams must rest in human hands
Choose not the flute that calls to many,
But the vow that belongs to one.
Krishna may charm the world,
A heart too vast, too radiant to be contained.
But Ram!?
Ram chose once, and chose forever.
Not because he lacked allure,
But because he honored love with discipline,
With boundaries,
With unwavering truth.
So bow to both in prayer,
But in partnership,
Seek the one
Who sees only you
In a world full of many.
On the auspicious occasion of Ram Navmi, as I was putting my thoughts to paper, this poem found me.