My search begins through you
To find YOU and to end in YOU.
In search of you Krishna, once more
I depend on you to help me find you
You came into this world in diverse forms
Fish, tortoise and pig to save our Devi Earth
From the pillar, as Narasimham you came
To fight against Hiranya for Prahalada,
Granted salvation to the devil King Mahabali
Incarnating as the dwarf Vamana
You came as Ram the apprentice of Siva
Kshathriya-Brahmana with an axe in hand
You came as Sri Rama, the man of dharma
Always believing that truth should triumph
Your childhood was well spent, Oh Krishna
Balarama your playmate, the plough your toy
And while you wait for your tenth avatar
I am reminded of the stories of your birth
Did you come as Siddhartha, the Buddha?
Parting with Yasodhara to love this world?
Chances are sparse for you to have done that
As you were Seetharaman and Radhakrishnan
Did you come to this earth as Christ?
Sankara, Baapu, Baba, Guru or Amma?
Neither seeing the fullness in them, to believe
Nor a creative style as in the other nine.
Is it only a joke that you are 'Kali'
That created Valmiki and Vyasa?
Your story enacted in a single location
Was recorded by them in separate books
When you reincarnate for the tenth time
Whom have you chosen to write about you?
Where do I begin from the huge heap of books?
What shall I read and in which language?
In which continent do I search for you, Krishna?
In what form are you with us today?
Who is the teller of your story?
You are the only one who can help me
My search begins through you
To find YOU and to end in YOU.
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