I can't help it...

I can't help it. I miss Radhe Shyam. Through my quiet, hermit-like adventures, I remember Them and how Their beauty rivals the ocean, or the clouds, or the mountains. Or when I'm singing by myself and I softly end the bhajan,

"Jaya Radhe Shyam.... Radhe Shyam.... Radhe Shyam...

"Jaya Sri Radheeeee Shyam...."