Innocent yet captivating..
Were his eyes..

Calm yet Restless…
Was his body..

Dark yet beautiful…
Were his features..

He was small,  but big..
Was his destiny..

Tiny were his hands..
But great were his actions..

Being eigth,
But the only son of his mother…

Small was his name,
Yet, he enlightened every soul..

He was one,
Destined to be life of many..

Once, such a miracle was born,
In the holy land of Mathura..

Remembered by his people,
As Shri Hari Krishna… Krishna…



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