Whispers of the heart

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My Gopal, the Gopal of the soil,

Dressed in colors, again stands tall.

If only he were a golden Gopal,

How splendid he would enthrall!

But, this isn’t a statue of gold,

Just looks like gold, truth be told.

If you were a golden Gopal, my friend,

What tales you would unfold!

Golden Gopal, a form of beauty pure,

Even a copper Gopal can surely allure.

The face that your heart desires to see,

Fills your heart and sets it free.

Call upon the Gopal of your heart,

Within your mind, a precious art.

Even without offerings or grand displays,

In the realm of the heart, contentment stays.

If you wish to converse with Gopal,

Engage in words with his soul.

Throughout each day, as time flows,

Do good deeds that kindness bestows.

Be good to yourself, my friend,

Be kind to others around the bend.

Don’t engage in actions that cause sorrow,

For the future might hold a bitter tomorrow.

Witness the conversing Gopal, too,

How he listens, so attentive to you.

What you think, that’s what it seems,

Gopal speaks in your heart’s dreams.