Change
Is an inevitable phenomenon
Is it not?
It is
Quite an interesting law of nature.
Even the God's residence
Undergoes changes.
Haha,
Things even you
Simply can't control.
Which is why your Vrindavan
Is nothing like it used to be, Krishna.
The fragrant path
With blooms of all colours, seasons
You took to leave this place
Forever
Is now, nothing but a
Filthy, dusty lane.
Yet this place still
Sings your name.
Your flute hauntingly follows me
And echoes everywhere.
No one would ever
Take that transformed
Filthy, dirty lane.
So many changes
Such a distortion
Yet
I stare at it
Every day.
With those same dreamy eyes.
Your footprints
Are the most beautiful thing in the whole universe, Krishna.
Wonder what breeze could remove those?
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