amid the clang of temple bells <br />the light of the evening diyas <br />surrounded by heads bowed in reverence <br />I stood <br />mute <br />overwhelmed <br />tears streaming <br />hands folded <br />the beauty of Krishna stupefied the senses <br />filling the soul with a pleasure divine.<br /><br />sreelekha premjit<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/benevolent-krishna/
