Gandharvika wearing a blue sari, beautifully blue sari today. Offering the incense, Vrndavana Flower and meeting Giridhari
in the Yamuna’s forest bower
Mahaprabhu wearing mango Giridhari in yellow dancing like a peacock a celestial swashbuckling fellow.
Saffron roses facing the music in Mahaprabhu’s leis, Giridhari and Gandharvika with sweetheart red and big yellow to match the mood of each outfit, they like it like that.
The wind whistles through the ratha-bhojana-vrksa today as I pass in respect. The former throne of King Midas boasts same service, new management. Pedal to work week has brought out pedalers on all sides of the road. From pink cruisers to recumbent freaks a parade snakes it’s way through the traffic. The gecko joins me at the windmill and we pass through the sunny cove and sprint to the opal cliff. The wharf road takes us to the toad road. He awaits and jumps in at the go light at the intersection. Our trio pedals to the redone road making the left at the natasala. As usual the gecko takes leave to close his shop. Without breaking stride the toad and I round the shopper’s corner pass the reviewing stand of the cruiser king and through the triangle. All the way to the pedaler’s ramp. From there we sprint toward the tennis park but the toad jumps out at the road that leads to his gym. I continue to the wharf road that leads on to the long and winding were the rath-bhojana-vrksa still has wind blowing through it’s branches. The sandhya is waiting for me when I pull in and return to the traditional dress.
Bhakta Blade is riding on a horse of a different color tonight. Just yesterday morning they gave him a license we hope they get it sent in time for the purchase of stealamani’s camero. Guru-Gauranga Gandharvika-Giridhari dance the night away while the wind keeps the clouds at bay.