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In this beautiful poem, Radha Rani is thinking of her beloved Krishn, waiting for a chance to see His charming gait, hear His melodious flute and just get a single glimpse of Him. The poem is aptly illustrated by another devotee kid – a wonderful example of how children (at Radha Madhav Youth Camps) learn to coordinate and work with each other’s thoughts.

The poem has been  written by Aarti Sharma, 12 yrs, Texas  and has been beautifully presented by Abitha, 14 yrs, Texas.

Her beautiful face twinkles with tears,
As Her mind fumbles with fears,
If He never comes, she thinks
My heart with just sink. I will miss Him with all my heart and soul,
So He may come back with his charming stroll,
Suddenly She hears Her beloved’s flute,
And Her speech becomes mute. She realizes what this must mean,
As She looks in His eyes that gleam,
When She runs to His side,
She felt as if She had never cried.

A beautiful leela when gopis once hid Shyamsundar’s flute (Sarala) and crying he went complaining to his mother.

The poem has been contributed by Shruti Vasudeva, 10yrs, New Jersey and illustrated by Tulsi, 12 yrs, New York.

This poem has been written by Shruti Vasudeva, 10 yrs, New Jersey  and illustrated so perfectly by Khushi, 14 yrs.