The Enigma of Divine Quietude

It pains me, this divine silence profound, Gods and goddesses, in quiet, are bound, I look back in anger, with a sense of awe, When harmony thrived, in days we saw.

Cows grazed in meadows, at twilight they'd rest, A world so serene, where hearts were blessed, But now, it pains me, as time takes its toll, Divine silence reigns, in every soul.

In the land of devas, now silence persists, Amidst worldly maladies, it now coexists, Krishna, your smile from the frame and shrine, Leaves me wondering, is the world not thine?

Have you reserved blessings for the elite few? Or is there hope for the world, both old and new? It pains me, Krishna, pains the silence divine, In a world that was once yours and mine.

~ Dr Intaj Malek