On Rodeo Gulch the scene was changing
Seva asrama had come and was replacing
Classic cars were the first to roll down the drive
Find their way to a new place and time
Back at the asrama arati’s starting late
Material life is gone
Die to live, it’s the way out of here, die to live, goes on at each moment
Die to live, the way to spiritual life!
Thakuras have their blue, silver and red on
Cook is in the kitchen transferring prasadam
Leis of snapdragons and roses dreams of a flower child
Murka’s sunglasses are looking pretty wild
And as the curtain open even the kernel of divine love smiles
Die to live, it’s the way out of here, die to live goes on each moment
Die to live, the way to spiritual life!
Respecting the ratha-bhojana-vrksa and on to the main street alone I spin across the bridge over the first highway. Passing the campa hatti I begin to sprint the go light at the field of the clank of the aluminum bat is changing to yellow so I increase to a complete hammer to beat the light and the gecko is already on the other side. As I cross he starts in alongside me. Together we sprint past the whalers. Slowing to a spin at the house that taught choc-o-lot to talk-a-lot we go through the triangle. Round the corner and back to the reviewing stand making a right that puts the natasala on our left. Straight over the main street to the harbor we take the right once again between the lakes. People there are getting driftwood together for a fire later on. There are several peddlers out in the sunshine it seems like forever since it’s been here. Up to the windmill and beyond to the east cliffs where the cruisers are hanging out passing some several dog walkers and joggers and pickpockets. Hooking the point we take leave the gecko back to the shop and I to the wharf road with the soccer pitch on the right. The main street welcomes me taking me to the long and winding. The ratha-bhojana-vrksa watches quietly while I fold my palms and pull the kalarupa up to the sandhya.
Vamsi dasa babji is ready for the celebration tomorrow and enters Marakatamani Puri speaking like a pirate. The outfit for tonight the hot pink emerald green they take their rest excited by the big day to come tomorrow.