The devotees roll up to the seva asrama and come to present themselves before the lord
He’s dressed in a coat of one thousand peacock feathers each strand bejeweled with emeralds green
Mahaprabhu is in his bundi with pink, white and green sequins on the front with a green chodder draped over his shoulders
Gandharvika wears a pink sari with similar bejeweled peacock feathers on the jari trim.
The devotee prayed this image would cut deep not only in their brains but penetrate right to their soul.
Today Bhakta Blade showed just how sound is powerful by knocking Mahaprabhu's crown into His eyes just by cracking his knuckles.
The construction on the road was at a lull so the gecko and I quickly passed and bowed our heads to the ratha-bhojana-vrksa and on to the southland. The lion’s park was full of school kids they had no idea we’re all school kids. Past the florist and on to the opal cliff where the sufferers are changing their wet suits for dry ones. We take the corner and go past a couple of cruisers and errand runners. The natasala has spent many a dark day and today is one more. We wind around to the cruiser kings reviewing stand and then to Saint Dagwood’s park. The leaping monque has leapt to where the people are dancing with the earth so we sprint to the sufferer thakura. He has a plastic lei today with a handful of real flowers at his feet. The cry of sea lions fills the air while speed along to Seymour’s museum. Since it’s closed we have to turn back. Next we circumambulate the spinner’s church and head to the where the mountain men are sharing their ramps and jumps with the skaters. Some competition is going on to see who can catch the most air. We sprint to the tretchorous triangle and through that we see the tennis park where only one player is hitting the ball against a green board. The toad road calls us to visit him. He’s wishing he could jump on his fixed gear. We pass the basketball park at speed and then sprint all the way to the wharf road. As we pedal down the main road I take my leave and fold my palms to the ratha-bhojana-vrksa.. Chasing the kalarupa I slide in under the tag of the sandhya.
It’s a miracle mom! Just by worshiping the Guru-Gauranga Gandharvika-Griridhari we’re minutely studying the Vedas and all their conclusions are revealed to us. And in the warm night with stars visible Guru-Gauranga Gandharvika-Giridhari dance all night.