In another lifetime,
You were Krishna’s girlfriend.
The two of you
Laughed and played
Like children,
Happy pranksters
Eating lush fruit
And sharing furtive kisses.
Any man
Whose inner sense
Is blind to this
And fails to worship
Your small dark body
Will not return as a man again
Though eons of time
Rush to the shore
Of eternity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An intense, and tender defence of beauty that transcends all distance and all time. Praise for this one, Uriah. Kind regards, Sandra