The Divine Lover

Shimmering on the surface of His endless mind: Brilliance Intrigued by this figure I get drawn to Him. Curiosity is roping me in. I get swept upstream... going straight to Nirvana, meditating on love. The magnetic field that surrounds him is magically dusted with gold, with peacock feathers celebrating his beauty. Dwelling in His eyes: the depth of the deep, dark ocean. His lips are adorned with raindrops and in His hair lives the blue shimmer of the moon. Between His eyes rests the linga. His feet are blossoming lotus flowers and His hands sings of grace. The limitlessness of His heart is the origin of the angels. Oh great protector of sexuality! The magi of sensuality! Play your flute. Dance the cosmic dance with the gopis. Reveal to us your true form as you did to your faithfull friend, Arjuna. And let us not go astray, but lead us through samsara unto Moksha. Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna, Krishna Krishna, Hare Hare/ Hare Rama, Hare Rama, Rama Rama, Hare Hare