《Radha's Krishna》71. ||DAWN||
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Despair
You've taken it all away.
There is a mystifying element
Verily in the way you breathe, Krishna
You exist
And my despondence ceases to.
You grew up
Slayed demons, delivered sermons
Sang your eternal song
I remained young
Here, in our gardens
Which still smell of us
Our union.
You never came back
I never went
Yet
You healed my
Broken pieces.
For you, I sing still
Not of lament, but of love
Nights are a disaster still, I won't lie
But I see a new dawn.
I see a chakora bird
Pining for the moon
And I gaze at it endlessly.
How melancholic is her song
Much like mine.
We're sisters, her and I
We both
Await the dawn
So this yearning ends.
I see the sun over the Yamuna from my windows, Krishna.
I see a new dawn.
I see you.
Resplendence in the rawest form;
The sunrise.
It's you.
You alone.
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