Prison,A Holy Place Poem by Gajanan Mishra

You born there,
In the prison,
Dear Krishna.
And I consider
Prison, a holy place.
And dear Krishna,
Who is not in prison.
All, and all
Are in prison,
All born in prison,
Live in prison
Die in prison.
Prison is a holy place,
So true to say.
Tyranny of time
Here with us, Krishna.
And I know
You are there
To control time.
And time is more valuable
Than anything.
And time is everything,
I realised dear.
And confidently I can say
We are all the part and
Parcel of time.
I am fresh with time
And also strong.
You are fair and
Fragrant with us.
And all the same time is
There to light all.
Nothing wrong
In changing name place,
And nothing wrong
In trust.
And I trust you, Krushna
You are graceful.