Venu ganam

I can hear the strains of your heavenly flute floating into my ears through the corridors of an age long ago....

Beautiful Yamuna straining to touch your feet while we melt into the night under the canopy of the star-lit skies. . The naughty breeze - she changes direction to embrace you , sending your curly locks flying, carressing my forehead. I looked into your eyes - two limpid pools of blue and the cycle of time stopped. How many ages have passed since Dwapara yugam and am still imprisoned somewhere in the depths of your beautiful eyes.

I know you have been with me through every age, every life of mine. I have caught you unawares when you laugh out in joy. I have seen you in the twinkle of those beautiful laughing eyes. In moments when our souls connect and you turn over to hold me close in the early hours of dawn, I hear the notes of your flute floating to me through corridors of ages long ago......