64. ||BEAUTEOUS||

I don't hate your wives.

Neither am I jealous.

They're me

I'm them

We love you, Krishna.

It makes us all Radha.

It makes us all Ashtabharya.

But, Krishna

I am forever indebted to Rukmini

For giving you that apt a name

'The most beauteous in all universe'

The very utter of the syllables bring

Such unexplainable bliss

There is a mysterious ecstasy in your honeyed names, Krishna

That hasn't been tapped by any branch of science.

The hair on my body stands

My eyes close in unending bliss

My body perspires emanating fragrance of a thousand roses

My palms join in obeisance.

There are days I gaze at you in awe, Krishna

These days are probably the best.

It is not everyday they come up with a name

As beautiful as

Bhuvanasundara.