The devotees said he's a smooth dancing actor with a blue flower pushed over his left ear
His eyes are just like the petals of a lotus in the autumn season of the year
It's a good enough reason for a sankirtan party to dance chanting his name
The devotees said he's a smooth dancing actor if I believe it that's my good fortune
Their leis go on forever with roses, leaves and petals the topmost vision the eyes complete satisfaction
Spinning to the ratha-bhojana-vrksa and sprinting around the southland to the lion's park up the campa hatti hill and left to the opal cliff. There are few sufferers due to the cold of the new year. With most back to work the streets are a little more full of beasts and fewer peddlers. We point to the hook and dip between the lakes. At the harbor we make another left hammering to the natasala where we make the left to the corner and the reviewing stand. The triangle is more full today and so we have to wait. At the right time we sneak through and go past the house that taught choc-o-lot to talk-a-lot. The redone road takes us to the tennis park. All the way back to the main road. Through the hospital parking lot to a third campa hatti back to the long and winding where the ratha-bhojana-vrksa is happy to see my folded palms and the kalarupa is chasing me to make the sandhya.
The chill keeps them in tonight one more time. Deep within the far off jungle is the nightdress that they have on as they lay in their beds decorated with aromatic flowers.