In the month of Shraavana on the night of Ashtami
When appeared in the sky, the sparkling star Rohini
Under despair were the divine couple, Vasudeva Devaki
Tied with shackles in a prison with moments of panicky.
In Mathura\'s prison dungeon dark and grim, a prophecy whispered
A child divine with radiant glow would be born and a star would shine
Krishna, the eighth child is born, a destiny woven in cosmic design
In shackles and darkness, his birth unfolded wisdom divine.
Vasudeva was anxious and with divine intervention
Dared to tread through monsoon rage and incessant rain
Yamuna river graciously yielded path ahead, Vasudeva sailed
with Krishna on his head, in Yashodha’s arms infant exhaled.
To mother Yasodha, he was her delight, mesmerised everyone
With childhood pranks like stealing butter from neighbours’ home
With love and worry the mother implored to open the mouth
Yashodha flabbergasted only to see the cosmos within.
With love, affection, wisdom and innocence crystal clear,
Krishna gave a glimpse of the whole universe without any fear,
To Yasodha\'s amazement, to all those who were present near,
A lesson on vastness of universe, reality and illusion exist forever.
…………….Narayan Gadagkar