Tuesday, September 24, 2019
Mirabai and Krishna(poem by Dorothy)
Mirabai and Krishna
Mirabai loved Krishna,
that naughty boy,
favorite of all the
milkmaids and her beloved.
She left everything,
memory of dead husband,
home and safety,
to follow him,
like a traveller seeking
a lost kingdom.
He came to her
in dreams,
in visions,
when she was waltzing
in the road,
when she stopped
to wash her hair
in a flowing stream.
At night he whispered
in her ear
as she lay down,
his love notes drifting
over her
like scent from the garden,
like an invisible hand
gently stroking her brow.
The villagers thought
she was a bit crazed,
but she did not care.
"Krishna, Krishna" was the song
that played always in her head,
that led her to continue
her journey down the road
clothed only in her bliss.
Dorothy Walters
July 28, 2010
