Poetry

O Bird of My Heart…

Inspired by Srila Bhaktivinode Thakur’s “Keno Hare Krsna Nam”

by Divya Alter

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O bird of my heart, I know you long to be free.

Set your sorrow apart, the holy name is the key.

 Why can’t you cry while chanting Krsna’s name sublime?

 Why do you try to fit in Maya’s paradigm?

 What sins have brought you this state of misery?

 What wants have caught you in this cage of apathy?

O bird of my heart, I know you long to be free

Set your sorrow apart, the holy name is the key.

 Come! Let us go back home and join the pranks divine.

 Come! Let us roam about Yamuna’s banks and shrines.

 There is the only place devoid of mundane sadness,

 Where you can cry “Radhe Shyam!” in loving madness.

O bird of my heart, I know you long to be free…