Where The Blue Boy Of Brindavan? Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Where, where the blue boy,
The blue boy
Of Brindavan,
Fluting,
Fluting the pipe,
The pipe
On his lips
Taking to
And the melodies,
Melodies breaking,
Breaking,
Engulfing,
Engulfing the area,
The bowers and arbours
And river banks,
Villages submerged in,
Submerged in
That soulful,
Soulful music divine
Taking,
Taking us by strike,
Awe and suspense,
People,
People giving ears to,
Ears to
And trying to hear,
Hear, overhear
Where,
Where the melody from?