So many wonderful colors, every one that's in the rainbow, Roy G. Biv that is. The hair dresser combs their hair with ribbons and flowers even a few flutter bys. The heavy garlands broke and fell over the devotees who raised their arms, chanted, danced and lost material conception. The sounds of the kirtan mixed and spread auspiousness in all directions.
Today the circle kept growing. The first plan was to race to the gecko past the hospital and through the parking lot of the instructional bank turn at the shopper's corner salute the Cruiser King and return. But as i passed his majesty i thought to take the road by the jazzersize and then to the resurfaced road. Then keeping the tennis park on my right go on to the animal hospital and back. But reaching the tennis park i opted to leave it on my left and dip down between the lakes and watch the sufferers then i thought to just sprint down past the big creek to the hook and hook to the left past the fruit market and over the bridge and take the right. Arriving at the hook i went right and along the opal cliffs coming to the cross road i veered left and on to the avenue then passing the fruit market i went down the trail to the soccer pitch. Keeping the pitch on my right i headed onto the wharf where i continued to the antique shop and with the shop on my right i went along that road to the windy one to the asrama for the sandhya.
Then the lion retreated on into the far off jungle where he sleeps tonight. The dui cakra ratha pracarer took the reigns this evening and led them to their resting places. After that they happily engaged in their pastimes.