Standing beneath the Kadamba tree

I hear the flute

Calling my name

from a faraway land.

I sit in the midst of the fallen flowers

and keep my head on His shoulder

In the trance of Kadamba,

I see Krishna everywhere…

(This post is a part of BlogchatterA2Z Challenge 2026)

(This poem is part of my A to Z poetry series titled, ‘EarthSong.’ Read the other poems here.)