THE ARTIST KNOWN AS SRI RADHA

The lullaby singing mother
like the churning of milk to extract butter
Rock back and forth her toddler
And from his cry she extracts slumber

The bellow of the goldsmith that blows the furnace
His alchemist dexterity forming gold from metal base
Turning them to anklets and necklace

The boring of holes in a bamboo reed
The juice extracts as the bamboo bleed
And the sweet notes played as when the flutist in orchestra lead

The cottons picked from the farmer’s field
carefully shred and into thread yield
And into weaver’s loom as he spins with speed

The music notes spread out in various decibel
Picked together for the sound of the sanctuary bell
To summon the pilgrims to to come pay homage at the chapel

All tell of the same old story
Of the Supreme Source in all of Her glory
Of Her Primordial numenous ART transformed into phenomenal ACT as Her ambrosial Herstory………

Jaya Radhe
Jaya Krsna
Jaya Sri Vrndavana 🌻🌻🌻

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