Krishna 2 -The Flute Poem by Geeta Radhakrishna Menon

My eyes twinkled like stars, My feet danced with rhythm, My fingers bloomed into ‘mudras'.....perfect bliss. JSK

Your exquisite poem accurately expresses the state that I was in when I had attended Sri Chinmoy's Concert of the Century. Divine music. And a divine poem, Geeta!

Lord Krishna and the celestial music of his flute make such a mesmerising impact on human minds that hail us to the Dwapara Yuga, especially those who are passionate of dance and music. It's no wonder you are drawn deep into both for your devotion to Krishna and passion for dance are beyond words.

Air being blown into/ The flute, the stream in my heart / Started to run upstream! A beautiful poem on a musical instrument! Thank you for the poem being shared.

As the air is blownFlute