There have been three mahabhagavats come to preach here in the west
They’ve all expressed in order to live in their plane of consciousness
You as you are must die.
They’ve planted the seed from Goloka dham and taught how to become the divya mauli.
They taught to water the seed with the rains of their mercy so it could grow up straight and tall.
And this dress was offered on the appearance day of the leader of these three who said dietolive.
The leis of leaves, roses and gerber daisies fit precisely on the contours of their forms.
The gecko and I take off after folding palms to the ratha-bhojana-vrksa and take the main road all the way past the natural bridge near om paramahamsa thakura’s kutir. The sufferer thakura has three leis on today. Circumambulating the spinner’s church and bhakta blade’s. Going over the railroad bridge where a father and son have stopped pedaling to watch the mountain men loop de loop. The leaping monque has returned and greets us as we pass. Circling the traders back to the main road and at the corner I make the left and the gecko takes his leave. I pass the reviewing stand and on to the dog wash. At the harbor sail boats are out. i keep a straight course to the main road once again. At the go light I take the left on to the long and winding to offer respect to the ratha-bhojana-vrksa and be ferried by the kalarupa to the sandhya.
And when Guru-Gauranga Gandharvika-Giridhari’s holy names descend and dance on the tongues of the sincere seekers that’s the touch that kills.