She's Mad At Him!

She's mad at Him again.

How could She not?

After all, this was the first time she had witnessed such a scene,

This was the first time She saw Him with playing with another,

On a swing.

Her face turned red in rage,

As She rushed to Her lonely spot,

Hiding from His eyes,

Keeping Her friends guard outside.

But who in this entire creation could stop Him?

He sneaked inside,

Startling her to no end;

She was about to scream,

When He put His palms on her mouth,

"Shh," he said,

There were traces of anxiety on His face it seemed.

She didn't trust Him,

For why did He have to sit on a swing with someone else?

Why didn't He wait for Her to arrive?

Her eyes full of tears,

And Her heart burning with rage,

There was no kind of explanation She wanted to hear.

Thus, Sri Krsna, who had been desperately misunderstood,

Started pouring out His heart,

Full of love and awe

Toward Her Lotus feet,

His carefully crafted words praised Her,

Showered Her with love,

Sang Her glories,

As if He had transformed into a mere servant,

As if He had transformed into a mere worshipper of His beloved.

When she calmed down,

He thus explained:

It was plotted by His one of His greatest devotees,

To enhance their love to the extreme;

It did happen, you see?