Absent from the present was my virtue
Liberation looked like a curfew.

As I was catching my breaths inside the tunnel
Unknowingly creating my miserable funnel.

What looked like immense high was a worst low
Dancing in a circus where else I could go.

But who knew I was chosen one just like you'all
There was a constant knock like a divine call.

Wisdom deprived me thought it was a wild storm
Who else would or could take a divine form?

Little did I know that I hit my rock bottom
Before snowball one has to become Autumn.

As my divine consciousness begins to flourish
"Who am I" is now of the nurturer to nourish.

And my heart always speaks the language of love
Speaking of love only "krishna" is all of the above.

With the ultimate realisation when I began to walk
I saw for how long krishna waited for me to talk.

My beloved Krishna gave me the vision of how to perform devotion
Only Bhakti, kirtan & Sankirtan are the enlightened potion.

I have always loved Krishna but was blinded by ego.
He who removed the blindfold for the "I" to let go.


Krishna makes me embrace myself as a whole
In dancing, singing, painting, meditating he rolls.

He takes each and everyone under his shelter
Lifts mountains for his devotees in dark weathers.


So I surrender everything to him and immerses in his teachings to be the ultimate karma yogi.
This is my way to love him so can finally set me free.

"Hare Krishna" I chant.
"Hare Krishna" I chant.

As his name is the way of my liberation through love.



© Sonali Ghosh