A sculptor spoke to me across an abyss deep and vast

And I was amazed that I understood him, though centuries had passed.

He’d cast in bronze a mighty snake with hood and poisoned fangs–

And Krishna jumping high above- part of that deadly dance:


The entire weight of that Chola bronze (exquisite workmanship)

Was balanced on the snake’s tail –on Krishna’s fingertip!

The sculptor’s joy in Krishna’s dance  made of his work an offering:

And raised his stature high above -his master- the Chola king!




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