ALSphere Foundation
I often envision life as a grand festival, radiant and kaleidoscopic like Holi,
Where every wall stands adorned with the intricate brushstrokes of love,
And every face, dabbed with the true hues of harmony, glows with an unspoken unity.
The Earth herself, draped in the resplendent attire of divine colors,
Basks in the ethereal brilliance of celestial beams,
While the rivers, the winds, the very pulse of nature whisper melodies of serenity.
I dream of a life where divisions dissolve like fleeting pigments in water,
Where humanity, drenched in the iridescent shades of fraternity,
Dances in rapturous abandon to the timeless tunes of Lord Krishna,
Far beyond the discordant echoes of a world burdened by strife.
With every note of his flute, a fragment of sorrow dissolves,
And the soul, unshackled, ascends into the world of unbridled bliss.
O Maa Radha, the supreme devotee of Lord Krishna,
Allow us to get drenched in the vivid colours of Mathura, Vrindavan and Barsana,
Let the palette of heaven spill over our weary hearts,
Erase the weary smudges of despair, and replace them with vibrant strokes of divinity.
Grant us the vision to craft masterpieces of life,
Canvases that tell stories not of mere existence painted with artificial colours,
But of transcendence, of love untainted, of joy unbound.
