Bhalka tirth
#TreeOfAges
Yes, I am the tree where Shree Krishna took his final breath.
On my branches where he sat.
He arrived with an aura that felt like bliss.
I wanted to secure it into my abyss.
Then came the hunter,who cried for his deed,
Even in his last...
Yes, I am the tree where Shree Krishna took his final breath.
On my branches where he sat.
He arrived with an aura that felt like bliss.
I wanted to secure it into my abyss.
Then came the hunter,who cried for his deed,
Even in his last...