Five thousand years ago, in the memory of sages
recorded for all time in books of many pages
told how when he had the chance
Krsna watched the peacocks and learned to dance
Taking the peacock as guru was only fair
Symbolized by the feather in His hair
It turns each frown into a smile
Leis of petals, dahlias and lilies
Will end this description so silly
Gecko and I to the cyber highway where friends have gathered in the lower section with Mahamuni occupying the higher level. Toffee nose has once again covered that with his green pen. A tale of two bugs first meeting. Toffee nose didn’t like that one either. Tuning made a friendship that lasted till death did they part. Wow toffee nose accepted that one. From there to the campa hatti corner. Left to hook around the point of cruisers. Between the lakes are the geese and the boats are in the harbor. At the natasala Gecko takes leave and I sneak to the redone road. The tennis park is on the right as I go on down to the main street. At the stop light I take the right into the southland around back to the light. Crossing to the ratha-bhojana-vrksa where I bow. The kalarupa shows me the way to the sandhya. Everyone is in so the ceremony begins.
East Bengal is the Radhadesa and this outfit is baby blue. A nightdress from Radhastami and this evening they got dressed at a quick pace. Now they’re ready for their evening pastimes that come with grace and happiness.