From My heart, My Radha

Your thought possesses Krishna
And nothing else exists for him.
O Radha, say what magic charms
Snare his heart into your thought-cage?

All night he gazes at the stars
And to every passing cloud he whispers
‘Do you bring me any word
From my heart, my Radha?’

Come Radha, lest he become mad
And recognise you not
For in all he beholds you alone
And addresses all as you.

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