Conscious so high in late October
How many wicks to light and will it take long?
After it’s done pass it around
Glorify Gurudeva while singing his song
Entering homage into a paperback
How can their words ever be wrong?
Math Thakuras peeking through curtains drawn
Follow the Angels is the name of this one
Roses, marigolds, and other fun flowers
Picked surrounding maker’s yard
Turn of a lock and we’re running scared
smile in their eyes, ever so sweet you know
glorifying Gurudeva while singing his song
Spinning along the ratha-bhojana-vrksa bowing while passing. The space has friends there waiting to talk. Over the first highway to the hospital curve on to the bear and the navapatra then the point of the hook along the beach past the trader’s up to the big street where a bank is on fire camera phones are taking pictures trucks are shooting water and ladders are up the side along the frontage road with the gecko not taking leave again today he comes to the sandhya whose hands held high greeting is a welcome sight
Om paramahamsa thakura this evening sang to me of how the waters of the Yamuna parted so the service devotee, Krsna’s desire, could be done by his highest devotees. Then the same way the devotee opened the way for them to return to their service for Krsna. By the end of his song the Thakuras has changed into their orange and purple nightdress ready a night of enjoyment.