Monday, January 21, 2008



Upon returning from the forest one day
Where Krsna had learned dancing from a peacock he took a bright feather and put it in his hair. Today he has feathers in his hair, he’s got feathers everywhere, and he likes the peacock’s feathers
Leis of rose petals and whole ones too, much like yesterday oh the mother and child combination is like no other on earth.
The rain today took me up to a land so far away in the hills above Albany on the notes of a Indian bamboo flute flowing into a field where there stands an iron bell that called me back home to listen to the rain and for the sandhya service
Learn to play the mrdunga in the traditional way get in touch with the inner fulfillment and call this one baby blue. Their pastimes are performed with happiness.

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