O, Little Krishna (Chinni Krishnudu)
Like the vast, oblivious heavens (Aakasam laa),
How innocent this Little Krishna appears!
Is this the one who crushed the demon Shakata?
Is this the one who held aloft Mount Govardhana?
Is this the one who humbled the pride of Kaliya?
I mistook you for a thief of butter, I saw you merely as a herder of cows...
I saw you only as Yashoda's dearest babe with toddling steps...!!
Perhaps this is why— At one moment, you are the azure sky with your sapphire hue—
And at the next, the heavens heavy with dark clouds, thunder, and lightning—
O Krishna! Sustainer of the World, Janardhana!
I beg your pardon, my Lord!
For failing to realize that You are this boundless Creation.
My salutations to you. 🙏
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