When we got to the arena of pure consciousness
Nila, Aruna and Syama were LIVE on stage
with Prabhu Sudarsana leading the kirtana
what a sankirtan party!
We have come in hope to see Mahaprabhu’s smile
We have come to have h is darsana
and he has come to search out his lost servants
taking saffron mercy particles from his foot dust
we’ll be uplifted, we’ll be golden
we’ll be able to cut through the mayavadi jargon
make the best use of this bad bargan
leis of roses for Giridhari-Gandharvika and smiling at the devotee’s faces
Mahaprabhu’s lei has roses plus gerbera daisies
Spending time with the friends at southland’s entrance to the highway. Along main street over the first highway to the whaler’s left at the house that taught choc-o-lot to talk-a-lot the natasala is dark so it’s along the way to the harbor keeping the tennis park on the left the bear is so hungry Murka stops to feed him but needs a quill so plucks one from a passing dove the pedalers passing on either side are decorated with lights do chasse the darkness out to the beach the long and winding and ratha-bhojana-vrksa are ready for Murka to fold his palms and take the kalarupa up to the sandhya to be greeted by some several bhajaniyas.
Girihdari’s necklace gets contrast points from OPT this evening. Then he dresses them in their Prahlad-a-dad nightdress. “I’m not like I was when I was young,” he says, “Now I have to take rest early” “Must be my sloth influence” Murk answers and so they take rest about an hour earlier than usual.