LET THE CLOUD MELT
A flaming fire inside the heart
Burned a heap of withered blooms
A host of woes that emerged out
Steamed upon the roof of mind
Darkened clouds bordered thick
To choke my throat and chill my word
O my Lord, O Krishna
,O my friend, come so soon!
Let all clouds melt and flow
Slowly in your warming smile
And make them lovely songs of love
To flow out through my humble flute.