This mandarin child waits for hidden dragon
Sleeping sound in hollow mountain pine.
Wanting yet in breath of bowing lower,
Reverence serves to further keeping still.
At dawn the dragon yawning breath like thunder
Vibrates waves of gentle wind and fire,
Spinning dusty clouds are burst in shower
Arousing subtle bloom of mandarin child.
Sweetly Krishna rains on fond surrender
Swelling empty lake with endless water,
Joyous singing spirit mounts the dragon
Bowing ever still this mandarin child.
Haladhar Devi Dasi