LIVE in the arena of pure consciousness
Nila, aruna, and syama, sweet smelling jasmine offered at their feet
Gurudeva’s mercy can set us right
Uninterrupted service all day and night courageously finding out new light
Going back to the sweet absolute taken where the name wants us to be
Keep chanting former self will go with sadhu sanga it most certainly will
Can’t go back acting the same old way
Gurudeva tells us “die to live”
He’ll take us to the sweet absolute posted in service, as we should be
Keep chanting former ideas will go with sadhu sanga it most certainly will
Roses and petals in the leis elegant as jewelry
Enhanced by thakura’s beauty looking ever so well
Spinning along to the main street and beyond to the highway. Around the southland to the chemist shop next door is purna naivedya where the cashierette smiles and miscounts her blood sugar level around the pitch is dark ‘cause the sun has gone to bed it’s the same route to the asrama and after respect to the ratha-bhojana-vrksa kalarupa gives chase to the sandhya Vijaya steps aside to let Murkha pass.
Om paramahamsa thakura is beginning the dressing in their lotus nails nightdress that was offered on Nrsimhacaturdasi as many a nightdress is the orange and silvery colored cloth put together in a short time
Giridhari’s vest and sash compliments Gandharvika’s panel skirt as they dance all night and never lost their joy.
From the other side, the calendar wasn’t right
Didn’t recognize vyasa puja had come
Is that Govardhana Puja?
Was that the day this was offered for?
Don’t let that come from your mouth!
I’ve spent too long hearing that tease!
Leis match perfectly well
Sumanas flowers and roses with a touch of symmetry
The coming darkness has the manasa pedaling happening once again. A place where everyone pedals no more beasts after the main street left just after the lion’s park comes the tour of CA when some of the biggest names in pedaling all came to town on the same historic day. The photo phosphorescent plankton had formed a starry pattern possible to get lost in with the plankton in Murk and my eyes the natural bridge comes into view. From there the walrus on a rock and then there the fixed gear freaks are circling round by the sufferer thakur on to the beach hill the monque is jumping as Murka and I get to the corner I take leave at the shop and he continues down the ramp to the bear who hath a hungry look under the first highway where a team practicing for the tour also and then the manasa pedaler comes down to be welcomed to the sandhya by the rabbits and mercury light
Fittingly a lion on the chase is tonight’s dress Fitting because of the manasa pedaling they dress leisurely and take time to enjoy their night pastimes.
This one is captain zigzag’s electric serpentine line of truth
Who knows which way it will go
Lime green, purple a little silver and gold
Come for darsana and see the colors glow
Gurudeva’s call brought the Thakuras here
and in this lovely outfit we hope
they’ll take us home to them
such magic leis that even the white stock looks lime green
the roses are an excellent choice for the purple gleam
more manasa pedaling. I can’t take much more Murka said to me. Still on with the show past the lion’s park to the village and around the beach where the sufferers go back to the wharf road after taking leave he goes back to the ratha-bhojana-vrksa and I to the shop. He folds his palms and has the kalarupa beside him to make the sandhya
o deer dough a nightdress name inspired by the searching for krsna even among the plants and doe in the forest of Vraja. Green and silver offered for Radhastami three or four years ago