
Darśana
Venugopala
When the Flute Calls, the Cosmos Listens
Young Krishna lifts his silver flute in soft light, a peacock feather in his dark curls and tilak upon his brow, lost in divine melody.

Young Krishna lifts his silver flute in soft light, a peacock feather in his dark curls and tilak upon his brow, lost in divine melody.
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