The Queen of Vrindavan (2019)

The Queen of Vrindavan (2019)

Back on the search
of what is lost and has to be found
a heart that turned into stone
has to melt again in Gold...

Passing by the fields
full of high-rise wheat and flowers
the dusty paths with lying buffalos
and trees with flying peacocks...

Invitation by the Vraj residents
to pass through their flower gardens
an orange bike with a text "Spirit of freedom"
and a view towards Yamuna...

A fine soft dark sandy dust
glittering like gold
reflection of the sunrays
dancing in Yamuna and on the dust...

Reaching the bank of Yamuna
and the Holy waters
steping in the muddy clay
to put few water drops on the head...

Entering the city of Vrindavana
the camera is memorizing the children faces
and their deep laughter
at the stranger who lost his mind
in the forests of Vrindavana
where every bird and flower
glorifies the Queen of Vrindavan
by gently singing "Radhe, Radhe"...

When will my heart be open for the beauty of Vrindavana?

March, 2019



The Queen of Vrindavan (2018)

Meditating on Yamuna
started walking from the dusty fields
close to the concrete buildings
around our small asram house
passing by the dirty water canals
due to contemporary consumerism
longing to touch Yamuna`s waters
and heal my health and heart...

A green labyrinth of high grass fields
divided by small sandy pathways
A man close to a water pump
pointing the direction towards the river...

A straw house with a peacock on top
in front of a garden full of peacocks
flying from one tree branch to another...
Buffalos and cows sitting on the road...

Birds singing from the branches
of lonely trees
standing as shelters
in the endless fields...

Vraja residents gathering flowers
with small, colorful, fragile leaves
from such a beautiful green gardens
under the sight of the sunset...

Two young boys waving and laughing
while shouting "Haribol" at me...
Only the thorns in the dusty dancing feet
indicating this is still a material world...

My time is over and Yamuna remains far
but the desire to touch the Holy waters
may one day bring me, the foreigner
closer to the mood of Vrindavan...

The golden sun melting
in the blue clouds...
The golden Radha
and the blue Krishna...

Hearing birds singing
the Name of the queen of Vrindavan
"Radhe-Radhe"
Such an inner peace and happiness!

March, 2018