Guest guest Posted December 22, 2001 Report Share Posted December 22, 2001 om namo narayanaaya namaha radhe govinda! dear bhaagavatas, here's the continuation on surdas's poems. KRISHNA DENYING HE STOLE THE BUTTER *********************************** O mother mine, i did not eat the butter come dawn, with the herds, you send me to the jungle, o, mother mine, i did not eat the butter. all day long with my flute in the jungles at dusk do i return home. but a child, younger than my friends how could i reach up to the butter? all the gopas are against me on my face they wipe the butter, you mother, are much too innocent, you believe all their chatter. there is a flaw in your behaviour, you consider me not yours, take you herd-stick and the blanket i'll dance to your tune no longer. Surdas, Yasoda then laughed, and took the boy in her arms, mother mine i did not eat the butter. KRISHNA RETURNING WITH THE HERD ******************************* Mohan comes herding the cows, crown of peacock feathers on his head, garland of forest flowers on his chest, in his hand a wooden staff, his body wrapped in cow-dust. a band around his waist and from his feet the sound of anklets there amidst his cow-boy friends Shyam comes. his yellow garments standing out like lightning amidst the clouds. lottsa krishna premai 2 all kalaivani hari bol. radhe krishna! _______________ Send and receive Hotmail on your mobile device: http://mobile.msn.com Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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