Radhakrishna Poem by indira babbellapati

Passing through
All layers of consciousness
There you settled
In the world of innocent cows
Who know only joy of giving

Mischievous
Adorable
Loving
Caring
Dark-skinned handsomeness
Stealer of butter and hearts, alike

Flute
Enigmatic smile
That let the motley mortals
Lose the earth bounds

Demons
Monsters—
Putana, Baku, Kesin, Kaliya
All inclusive for moksha
In those tiny hands!

Come thunder
Come blinding lightning
The Little Finger
Our only protection
Terrifying storms
Lashing winds
Annulled in those Tiny Hands

He shook a leg
As the clan danced
He danced with each
As if belonged to him/her alone
The divine notes flowed in the back-drop
From the magic bamboo

Cool player
Supreme God
Allowed His vulnerable spot
Take its course
Once his role’s done with

All his tricks up His sleeve
To balance the universe
And the whimsical human vagaries
The clever strategist, tired
Always found His solace
In ‘she who pleases’:
Radha!