As the seamstress contemplated the design for Gaura Purnima
i came upon a young devotee so i stopped to listen to what she was saying
"Is there an outfit of orange, red and yellow?
i told my story to the seamstress who replied
"that could begin a new kind of mellow"
Gandharvika's sheer veil, Giridhari's red chodder and Mahaprabhu's traditional mango
petal leis light and not to long and even the backdrop from another dress completes the scene
It's late afternoon and i really should go for some fruit and Mahamuni asked for some soap. So it was respect to rath-bhojana-vrksa and off to the main road. The gecko meets me at the former throne of King Midas and we take off past the florist. Making the turn at the hospital in a smooth pace line speed we go on to the tennis park. Between the lakes where the sufferers are out in the waves now. Seeing the pedalers some on tandems the gecko and i try to applaud them for being along. Along the opal cliff squeezing around the joggers and at the soccer pitch there are a handful of team members out to train. Then to the redone road and around the railroad over Saint Dagwood's river. Up the rise and to the left to see the competition of mountain men.
People cheer with each meter of air they catch and gasp at each 'superman'. But the toling of a church tower clock calls the faithful within me back to the main road and a frantic pace back to the asrama. The gecko jumps off around the dog wash and i pick up my rate as much as i can to the long and winding where i offer return respect to the rath-bhojana-vrksa and the sandhya doffs it's cap as i pedal in to the barn
In the ninth SGM appeared and this outfit was offered for that day. This evening Sri Guru-Gauranga Gandharvika-Giridhari are ready to take rest early.
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