Pujari, pujari delay the arati just a little while
The speaker is coming but he’s still got many a mile
He’s bringing his students who are eager to see the Deities
Students say teacher it’s Saint Patrick’s day
Speaker says that this Gaura Purnima is our Saint Patrick’s day
Pujari, pujari delay the arati just a little while
One of the devotees parents are coming from many a mile
The pastors wear this very color purple during this Easter time of year
Say the parents they are pleased and listen to the speaker who makes things clear
Pujari, pujari start the arati now the speaker and his students have come traveling many a mile
The pastors see the curtain open and all are overwhelmed by the dress with leis of narcissus that make the whole room smell like the upper world
The gecko and I take off bowing to the ratha-bhojana-vrksa to Mahamuni’s post box. After the stop we’re off again to the lion’s park where a few school kids are eating from lunch boxes as one. We go to the campa hatti. Then we go left to the opal cliff hook the point to the lakes and on to the harbor. The natasala has people waiting for the second show and the gecko and take leave he to the shop and I through the tretchorous triangle to the peddler’s ramp. The bear says “Hey” and I salute as I go. On to the wharf road that leads on to the main road then on to the long and winding. The ratha-bhojana-vrksa sees me fold my palms and the kalarupa chases me to the sandhya.
Deep within the far off jungle, the nightdress, though the temple is stoked by the fire outside is chilly enough to keep them inside this evening dancing all night long.