surdas's poems: 3

From the Bhakti List Archives

• December 16, 2001


hari om narayana

dear bhagavatas,
here r the continuation of the poems,

KRISHNA LEARNS TO WALK
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Kanha walks
Two steps at a time,
Yasoda's desires see
Fulfilment sublime.
'Runuk jhunk' sing His anklets,
A sound
So pleasing to the mind.
He sits,
But then is up immediately,
A sight difficult to describe.
All the ladies of Braj tire
Of seeing such beauty divine.

KRISHNA WANTING THE MOON AS HIS TOY
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Mother, the moon I want as my toy.
I will roll on the floor,
Not come to your lap,
Nor have my hair-braid combed.
No longer will i be your child
I will only be Nand baba's boy.
Listen son, come to me
There's a secret from bal we can hide.
Hiding her smile, Yasoda said,
I'll give you a brand new bride.
Quick then, Mother, I swear by you
A wedding is what I'd like.



regards kalaivani
radhe krishna!


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