Sri Hari’s Arrival

His teeny-tiny feetΒ 

adorning little dazzling bells

Rhyming in loving sweet tune

As He moves His tiny feet

And runs away πŸ™‚πŸ˜›πŸ˜Œ

After stealing his yummy treat

That Utterly butter-ly delicious butter πŸ˜‹

Love and labour of Maa Yashoda

Filled in those tall hanging earthen pots

Makes for His great Sport

Of stealing His favourite treat! πŸ˜‹

The Butter thief! πŸ₯³πŸ˜ŠπŸ˜‚

Horror of every household πŸ˜†

That Stores the treasure mines of milky treat 🧈

The Heart stealer! ❀

Most charming retreatπŸ’•

Life a play He shows

As He himself dance through the life’s tune

Making everyone around dance on His divine flute’s tune

His arrival

Jai Sri Hari

Advent of New EraΒ 

Replete with love and ascending stepsπŸ‘£

Steps to Merge in Him

He shows the way

He enables the heart and mind

To tread those steps πŸ‘£

He comes

At His will!Β 

Stopping His swiftly moving feet

Halting the mesmerising rhythm divine

Making the glorious spectate of His glorious cosmos

halt to witness that sacred Truth which can’t be worded!Β 

In the sacred silence of His loving refugee

Which is beheld inΒ 

Divine Silence

The Truth is unveiled!Β