The madhuvrata, the honey bee, today is the amyavasa, dark moon. Some kind of black dress is recommended for this day. Onyx jewelry very black is featured on this one. Here in Gupta Govardhana where the green grass in winter grows, Mahaprabhu’s garland came all the way to his toes. Giridhari and Gandharvika’s were shorter at least as they fit on them.
Today, dodging the construction, I was taken behind a bank and seven eleven. Then on by the hook and the radio station. On past the public broadcast facility over the bridge in the harbor then passing by the astanga yoga center I had a smile ten feet wide, at least in my mind. The bikes at the shop were still outside a good sign as far as time goes. An electric pedaler shuffled by with the sound of motorized travel. Back to wake them and perform the evening service.
The touch that kills. One of the first Chinese silk outfits. Embroidered, and textured so luxuriously that it’s hard to believe that it’s a night dress. Still that’s what it is. What else would a “gentle God” wear as a night dress?