Krishna, a timeless presence, in all season's grace, A smile of divinity, on nature's magnanimous face, In spring, he's budding flower, in colours that delight, A symbol of regeneration, in every petal's flight.
In summer's scorching heat, he's the shade of a tree, Offering cool respite, to every birds and weary bee, His love, like a gentle breeze, in every leaf's caress, In the warmth of the sun, his radiance we confess.
As autumn leaves fall, he's the harvest's golden sheaf, In the bounty of the earth, his presence is the chief, A giver of abundance, in every grain and corn, Krishna, the provider, from the day he was born.
In winter's icy grasp, he's the hearth's warming glow, In the cold and quiet, his love begins to flow, A comfort in the cold, in the fire's gentle dance, Krishna, the eternal, in every season's trance.
Through the cycle of seasons, his essence thrives, In the changing world, his love forever survives, Krishna, in every time, in every vibrant hue, A symbol of eternal love, forever shining through.
~ Dr Intaj Malek
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