Wearing the kohl of your vision in my eyes,
Krishna, I am so blessed by your love divine.
Sometimes as a toddler playing with stars,
Sometimes as a face in the clouds afar.
Then I see you as a child conversing with birds,
Your beautiful form I often fail to describe in words.
My heart dances with the bliss of your love sublime,
And I cannot stop the tears flowing from my eyes.
Gratitude fills my heart like an endless stream,
As you reveal yourself to me like a destined dream.
You come to me unexpected even when I don’t call out your name,
And leave me wondering how blessed is my fate.
To know of your presence in my life,
To follow the call of the Great Love that sets my heart ablaze.