I wandered alone in the vast muddy beach
A beautiful sound of music tend to reach
I waited to see who it was
A man of wisdom and enlightenment of some sort
Bewildered I looked of his sudden presence
Eyes so blue and innocent
His wooden bamboo flute held closer to his lips
He began playing the divine song of God
My heart dancing to his beats, called out his name
“Krishna...Krishna... Krishna”
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