Purple and gold purple and gold
Seeing Guru-Gauranga Gandharivka Giridhari today will put mundane attraction out in the cold seeing their smiles conquers ordinary talk
Mahaprabhu’s sankirtan, how you say? rocks?
Take their shelter and the material world walks
They redefine cool in their own unique way
Mahaprabhu’s sankirtan, how you say? Rocks?
Leis of petals, roses and leaves keep Saint Patrick’s Easter comes fashionably late right on the clock.
Mahaprabhu’s sankirtan, how you say? Rocks?
Though the long and winding is empty, just offer respect to the ratha-bhojana-vrksa and sprint on. But reaching the main roads again they’ve heard the call of the wild cash register. At the hospital curve a member of the constabulary is directing traffic while the construction folks realign the stop lights. “If you can’t get them together I’m rolling these people” the officer said. Around the curve to the bridge over Saint Dagwood’s past the school and corner store. A mountain man pedals by thinking that I’m dusted but before the next go light he’s behind me some how or other. Past the mall and back for the vaikalika service. Following that I go living in the past. Beyond the bench on the hill the bay comes into view. Circling around the campsite and following the deer’s path I look down and see the asrama buildings then I come down in the trailor park from there it’s a suicide run down the steep drive to the long and winding. Such speed it’s possible to coast all the way to the ratha-bhojana-vrksa. Next around the research park to the wharf road and the fruit market. Around the opal cliff to the point of the hook and returning along the main road all the way over the highway and to the long and winding to once again offer respect to the ratha-bhojana-vrksa.
Deep within the far off jungle this evening is going to be inside once again. The cold is too much for them to be dancing outside.