Poem for Mar 12



Radha-Govinda


Radha-Govinda reciprocate with me.
“Radha-Govinda, are You going to give me
the drink?” (I usually write the Poem
while drinking a cup of Vitamin C.)
But Bala said, “I have been waiting for you
to ask. In the last four days, you haven’t
asked for a drink.” So today I asked.
I decided and I asked. I mean
to write a poem every day
while drinking.

Now They are wearing black
multi-colored outfits—
and They each wear cloth-colored candrikas
with the main color of yellow.
In the future
I will remember . . .
I am grateful Radha-Govinda
reside with me in Viraha Bhavan.