SGM asked for this white dress for his appearance day a couple of years ago. Giridhari plays his flute and calls the devotees on and on across the universe. Heavy roses make the garlands today. Picked from a municipal garden some where far away to complement the white and gold.
Off to the hospital turn to the tennis park then between the lakes and the windmill. A costume shop that opens each year at this time is in business once again. Then around the east cliff to the wharf road. From there to the toad road on to the harbor. The gecko is there to cheer me on to the bhajana kutir of Bhakta Blade. Then the natural bridges where the sea lions go back around the steamer's alley to the railroad bridge. Off to the side the skate boarders are in their own park made of jumps and ramps that send them flying through the air with the greatest of class but if they miss the ramp they fall on their. Hanuman's place is next and up to Saint Dagwood's river over the river and to the basketball park and then the fruit market my watch shouts that the time for the sandhya is upon me.
And when the Deities wear the Chinese silk, that's the touch that kills. The night is cool and they may stay in again tonight.