The Lure

My Dear Krishna,

I regress when I think of you, or so I feel. Listening to your praises, I’ve seen my gleeful excitement mirrored in a 3yr old and in a 54yr old. Maybe it’s not regression then. Maybe it’s just the soul expressing itself. Timeless and forever wise.

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