Affectionate guardians all around
They keep the mercy flowing down
Be we happy or in misery
Which ever it is under their protection we want to be
Narcissus, petals and roses make the leis
The first flowers of the early spring days.
Once again the gecko and I respect the ratha-bhojana-vrksa and head through the southland. Back to the hanging tree then the through to the southland, The trader's comes next where we stop to look at those who hair is perfect. A pair of racers challenges us back up the main road to the corner. They take off quick and get a lead of four or five lengths. At the whalers they begin to slow down and the gecko and I pick up the pace. By the time we've past the house the taught choc-o-lot to talk-a-lot we've drawn level. Then it's a crazy sprint to the corner the gecko leads us through the triangle and they creep up at the natasala. There we both attack and the racers are in the mirror. The gecko is a half a length ahead of me and the racers are one length behind me. Hmmm. The corner comes and we're still ahead by a wheel. They say that was quite a run and depart. The gecko has to go to the shop now and I for the vaikalika.
Krsna is a brahmacari in his orange this evening. Ha! Tell that to those he's dancing with this evening. They take rest a little late but happily nonetheless.