Guru Maharaja’s appearance was the coming attraction
The kids were all playing a scrabble game
Using only devotee words and the outfit to come needed a name
The butteracarya bumped into the table, the letters were messed around the phrase as it was was lost
she didn’t know it wasn’t really diet olive
leis today of roses and petals symmetrical, fragrant and light enough
made from all the right stuff
waiting to see if we’d have to pedal between the raindrops when some one called to say where he was, just two miles away the sun was shinning. So we waited and decided to go for it. When we got there rainbows were all around and puffy clouds that seemed to overflow with cotton candy. So then the gecko and I began but before we were out of the driveway the derailleur was snapped. Back to the Lemond. Respect to the ratha-bhojana-vrska and into the southland. From there to the lion’s park and the champa hatti. Left there to the opal cliffs where the sufferers are playing. To the tennis park and the natasala where we take leave. I go back for the sandhya. The long and winding was inviting and the ratha-bhojana-vrksa was happy to receive me. The kalarupa and I headed back together soon I was a length ahead and back to the sandhya.
Bhakta blade couldn’t find the earrings he was looking for even though he scaled the chest of earrings and went on to the drawer without success he had to settle for something different. Once he did Sri Guru-Gauraganga Gandharvika-Giridhari went on enjoying like anything.