Who knows about my special heart
That knows about those special hearts
Who specially welcome my every visit
With special smile as if of real humans
In linguistic hush to my heart's questionnaire..
Who never emote evil or sorrow
And whom I can lean on supportedly
In blissful divinity on par with Perumaal
Who in silent encouraging watch
Posits His all-knowingness in His elvish eyes..
One in wandering elegance dances
In my soul all over
While abducted prince and princess enact
All for a rescue bewildered
And Arjun showing a way on deep penance
Hardship isn't easy to win Paasupada
And hence Veerabadra guards with ministry
While Vyagrapada, Dharma, Bheema support
And in their mayic world Rathi-Manmatha loving,
An austere sage upset by Srilankan woman..
Your visit is a must dear friend
For they're the super-sculpted beings
Supra-splendid livened up of a single stone
So what to my folks if I'm strange
I go on with His all-knowing elvish eyes
Indira Renganathan
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-visit-to-krishnapuram-temple/
