WITH HARE KRISHNA

When his flute makes music 
In the greens of Vrindavan
Then gopis all dance in
Harmony of its flow...

Hope comes alive in the
Aroma of love, the
Rhythymic beats of
Everlasting faith....

Key of happiness
Rises in thier heart
Inking melodious music
Smiling in their soul, a
Halo forms around
Numbing the pain
As then only purity prevails....! !
~03/06/10~