Still Hear Krishna's Flute Poem by Reza Raza
Still Hear Krishna's Flute
Still awake-
The evening stars stay awake
Eternal life-
When stuck in my throat
The ruthless sharp edge of scimitar
And worn in the head
The terrible iron masks
As if today's chained
Man, in the Iron Mask.
Intense silence of the Earth-
Deep in to the simple and careless soil
There floats the melted stone
Liquid life of Magma-
Aesthetic fire burning in his soul
Still remains awaiting.
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5/18/2024 8:57:16 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Aesthetic fire burning in his soul Still remains awaiting/// beautifully written; loving heart never dies, waits for qualified reunion