It’s a watercolor silk outfit
with lotus flowers and dragonflies
Thakuras wearing it multiplies its beauty
makes the devotees so blind they can’t see
don’t withdraw your mercy
your magic is what keeps our minds afloat
cast your spell of prema on us
let us enter into your own family life
seva takes place in our mind
so be kind and take us there by
dragonfly
roses whole and petaled meticulous leis
complete the scene today
in memory of SGM’s words Gecko and I bow to the ratha-bhojana-vrksa spinning by around the southland to the bridge over the first highway. Left to the frontage road keeping the trader on the right. Speaking with the bear for a short while then back to the campa hatti. Lots of motorized pedalers today, must be a convention somewhere, straight along the main street with the hospital on the left and the invisible convenience store on the right. Palms folded to the ratha-bhojana-vrksa kalarupa hustles me to the vaikalika. Out again to see if anyone on the highway needs a good talking to. At the deer house three fawns and a buck stand in the center of the road and watch Gecko and I on the approach. Closing in on them the buck goes across the street while the fawns retreat to where they came from. Sandhya greets us as the ambassador of bhakti yoga. Everyone is in as I blow the shank for the ceremony to begin.
the hiranyakasipu nightdress, a soft silky smooth dress excellent for taking rest and relieving the fatigue of the long day with a dance under the moon light