Princess of the Cowherd Girls
In another lifetime,
You were Krishna’s girlfriend.
The two of you
Laughed and played
Like children,
Happy pranksters
Eating lush fruit
And sharing furtive kisses.
Any man
Whose inner sense
Is blind to this
And fails to worship
Your small dark body
Will not return as a man again
Though eons of time
Rush to the shore
Of eternity.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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