On Krsna's Holy Name Poem by Sambanath Denis

On Krsna's Holy Name



Thou art my Father, I be Thy son. The
Unsteady mind is a tiger shining bright,
Fierce eyes, prowling hands, biding crouched.
As I chant Thine Holy Name, he appears
Captured by Thine causeless mercy, I
Shelter myself in continual utterance.
'Hare Krsna' like rain after Summer, is
Relief from my wander in the dessert.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
After chanting the holy Name of the Lord.
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