Call came said make the arati late
At Gaura Purnima devotees had to wait
to see the Deities dressed in the purple
that priests wear at Easter
near Saint Patrick’s day
why did things have to be this way?
Devotees begged, Devotees argued using naya
and pleaded with pujariji to open up the curtain
roses both full and petals in orange along with purple dahlias
make the leis that dance in the same place the Thakuras do
doesn’t that amazeya?
Gecko and I take off know it will be a fast one today. At the highway we only have time to talk to one person. Then the bridge over the first highway comes up and Gecko and I go on to the clank of the aluminum bat. The whalers are cheering as the roadies go past on the way to the harbor. Between the lakes where the geese are honking Gecko takes leave and I continue to the trader. Around Saint Dagwood’s park and back to the redone road. The tennis park is on the right with the toad road coming up fast. From the toad road to the wharf road right under the first highway this time The ratha-bhojana-vrksa watches me bow my head while passing and the kalarupa pushes me to the sandhya the kernel of divine love is there to greet me along with the several bunnies that scurry across the path.
Deep within the far off jungle, the nightdress from Nrsimhacaturdasi once upon a time, Sri Guru-Gauranga Gandharvika-Giridhari dance into the night under the starry skies as they take evening rest.