Risis call him a dancing actor
Their vision is perfectly clear
able to see the easiest way out of here
seed bead crowns, flute is gold
devotees smile and laugh
their joy reflected in mirrors on the dress
beamed all across the gurudeva’s mission
such a mystic apparition
dressed in yellow and purple
rippling as the source of all beauty
inviting all to come
just time for a look to the highway and then through the village to the beach. The point of the hook are cruisers waiting for tomato pie. Between the lakes the geese honk as the roadies pass. The natasala is ready for the show with people lining up outside. Gecko takes leave and I hammer down the peaalers ramp to talk to the bear on to the wharf road where the team comes along pulling to the roadie to the long and winding where the ratha-bhojana-vrksa sees me bow. The kalarupa chases me all the way to the sandhya where Mahamuni greets me and sends me on to start the ceremony.
Tonight it’s deep within the far off jungle another Nrsimhacaturdasi dress silk from different places some sent by members far away as the deep southland