On this day of Sri Hari, Ekadasi, Mahaprabhu began to dance. The sound of the kitan mixed with the the sound of Mahaprabhu's ankle bells and purified the atmosphere all around. Mahaprabhu with fushcia kirta and blue dhoti. Giridhari with gold dhoti, purple kirta and chodder with orange sash and yellow flowers. Gandharvika in orange and her molten gold complexion, she's the queen of Vrndavan in days of old.
Off again to the hospital turn albeit late in the game. Passing the Midas touch and the pottery world and what time is the arteak? Over the river and past the school to feed the bear. The sun is chasing me through the fruit market and the opal cliffs. At the Point i could see that the sun was going to win this round so i sprinted up the main road. The flashy mall, video store and the car wash. Crossing the bridge over the troubled freeway down and through the light at the big grocery. One car guy who found his license in a box of candy coated popcorn and since it's the Ekadasi day it spoke volumes. Down the long and winding road there are a few deer talking about the boy on the small horse with round legs. Dropping off at the asrama and sprinting through the wood where the hunt went through. i tagged along listening to the dogs ahead nearing the prize. Deep in my mind the Deities appeared saying come back We're hungry and want you to offer to us. Such good fortune could not but call me back.
They call east bengal the radha desa, call it baby blue. Guru Gauranga Gandaharvika Giridhari write it down in blue in white They're going enjoy their pastimes tonight.