A Golden And Ancient Statue Of Radha And Krishna Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

A statue of Radha and Krishna,
Golden and archaeological,
Historical and museumlogical,
Unearthed from the rubble of the falling temples,
The ruins if the dilapidated terracotta temples,
What to say about them?

A statue of yore, olden and beautiful,
But blackly as for lying under the rubble
Of the fallen temples,
The dilapidated and broken temples,
How to view them,
Lying for centuries,
How to view the statue Divine?

Radha with Krishna
Seated on a lotus
With a flute
And the lotus petals spread over
How to view them,
How to behold and see the statue
a thing historical,
Archaeological and museumlogical?

But I do not know why the statue is blackly
Whether the artisans painted black
Or coated so
With the paint over
Or it grew black
As for lying under the earth?

The statue golden of yore,
Antique and age-old,
Ancient and centuries-old,
How to behold it,
How to see it,
Take into the hold of mine?