Arjuna said “I shall not fight”
Then threw down his bow
The gopis came and embraced krsna with their glance
And want him to come home
Taking Krsna back to vrndavana sows seeds of happiness
Dhotis and sari are white with black
Their flowing capes are red
Leis of roses and little lilies flow as the thakuras dance
The mrdungas and karatals will chime in time
Chant and dance in the kirtana in the first morning light
Service here brings the most reward
The field of the highest bhajana
Around the southland talking with people he might find Murkha and I are trying to be quick. Taking the right past the little train that leads into the village and going up the snob hill to the beach he and I are met by a team of cruisers who are leisurely sight seeing. Between the lakes are sufferers who carry their boards across the street.. At the harbor I go to the left to take leave to the shop and he continues to the toad road. the basketball park is on the left and the navapatra comes on the right just before the pitch. The wharf road takes him to the main street to heed the call of the ratha-bhojana-vrksa and chase the kalarupa to the sandhya.
Baby blue with Giridhari in white so as not to be lost in the dress so close to the color of his skin. The dress quickly to be free to engage in their night pastimes.