MY KRISHNA AND I

After Sunset, when it is pitch dark and the whole house retires for the night,

I sneak out of the house and look up at the moon bright.

Then I rush towards the end of the courtyard, where under a tree,

There hangs a swing which you will notice if you only carefully see.

Seated on that swing is my beloved Krishna,

Sitting there so elegantly, garlands around his neck, with all his charisma.

He smiles when he sees me approach and gestures, asking me to sit beside him,

As I sit there, I can see his face shine even though the lights are dim.

I sit next to him and holding his hand keep gazing at him,

My heart filled with ecstasy to the brim.

I relate to him the feelings bottled up in my heart, my miseries my joy, my fears, my anxiety, my pain,

He keeps smiling as I go on, just softly playing his flute, and I slowly feel taking away my strain.

He continues playing the flute and I am completely mesmerized,

I feel the sorrow, the trauma leaving my body, I now feel relaxed to my surprise.

When I fell asleep and when he left me on the swing, I know not,

But the next morning I find myself waking up on my cot.

I get up with a smile on my face realizing that it was a dream where my Lord had come to take away my pain,

So that I am energized and full of positive energy to face the traumatic world again.