In shadows cast by burdens deep,
Where weary hearts find little sleep,
In moments where our spirits pine,
I turn my thoughts to the Divine.

When storms of life around me swirl,
And chaos takes me in its whirl,
I seek the calm, the guiding light,
Of Krishna’s presence through the night.

With flute in hand and gentle grace,
He brings a smile to every face,
In every tear and silent cry,
He whispers...