Krishna, your forms and roles are so vast, Child, guide, teacher, shepherd, unsurpassed. You merge with every soul, profound and deep, In your presence, all divisions seem so cheap.
Small as a child or mature, so grand, Yet, your eternal smile, like golden sand. What's the secret, Krishna, tell me, please, Of your everlasting joy and inner peace?
In a world where children's hearts should gleam, A child of different faith, like in a dream, Was slapped by others, by hatred's cruel scheme, Instigated by a teacher, lost in narrow esteem.
How did you feel, Krishna, that day so cruel, When a child of different faith faced ridicule? By narrow thoughts, her peers were led astray, Visit her in dreams, your wisdom convey.
Teach the song of unity, soul and divine, In every dream, let your presence shine. It's time to reincarnate or in dreams, reside, Guide all children, with love as their guide.
~ Dr Intaj Malek
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