Let's go to the temple we can darsana together
We've got some tilak and our bead bags
And we bought a box of incense along with K.C. Dasa rasagullas and set out for the seva asrama
Arriving at the temple falling flat like a rod one devotee said this dress is red white and blue some else said the white is really silver
The leis are made from roses, petals and iris. While the devotees danced in kirtan the leis scattered and fell on the altar.
As we passed the ratha-bhojana-vrksa and the construction i heard the "ping" followed by a 'thump thump thump' "tell me it isn't a broken spoke" But it was and so the gecko and i went directly to the shop. Over the first highway keeping the field of the clank of the aluminum bat on our right we sped as fast as possible to the post office where a pace line was sprinting at top speed. We made it through the triangle and on to the shop. The wrench was glad to see us. He got it fixed up in short time and we cut the corner to the reviewing stand. Back to the dog wash the gecko led me to the harbor where the sail boats are out on the bay. Between the lakes a couple of couples are leisurely talking about anything that comes to their minds. We weave between them and on to the opal cliff. From there we pass the soccer pitch where a woman's team is practicing. The wharf road to the long and winding. Respect to the ratha-bhojana-vrksa and the gecko turns about but the kalarupa says "there's no time for tricks now the sandhya is counting" We get there and the devotees have gathered together and as i blow the shank they begin grooving with their mrdganga and karatalas.
Meanwhile back in Marakata mana puri Vamsi dasa babaji rides on the horse of a different color you've heard spoken of all the while talking like a pirate. And in their hot pink and emerald green night dress Guru-Gauranga Gandharvika-Giridhari are going out to dance the night away.