Come down from your price and see where your true profit lies
Soon the outfit has to begin
Janmastami is coming it’ll be here before too long
and the seamstress is depending on me
creamy silk with red and teal trim
my ticket is near it’s end and there’s no more waiting time
I’m leaving and I’ve got to have it to take home
Today there are roses and sumanas flowers in the leis
“i should have put roses that would have rested on Ksna’s shoulder”
leis maker almost lamented.
Spinning to the southland and talking with near friends the call comes in for the sandhya. So quickly by the post box on to the lion’s park. the campa hatti has a special on. Sprinting to the navapatra where there are phalam and puspam for the offering I take leave and Murkha speeds back for the sandhya after bowing to the ratha-bhojana-vrksa and being helped to keep up the pace by the kalarupa
As the lightening shows the night sky this dress shows Krsna’s light blue with the midnight blue of the cloth. Gandharvika’s sari has a wonderful pattern of a lotus flower on the sheer cloth and Mahaprabhu combines a bit of both. A comfortable dress for their evening pastimes.
On Pandava nirjala Ekadasi observe an all day fast
Present yourself before the Thakuras for shelter that will last
Praise the dress with every color in the rainbow, violet, indigo, blue, green, yellow, orange and red
Leis of pink and yellow roses so fine they are like gemstone charms
What a scene
Sprinting to the main street over the first highway and past the dvitiya campa hatti. The clank of the field of the aluminum bat is next on the right. Going right just before the treacherous triangle to post a letter back through messenger style to the shop and on around the corner to see what the king hath wrought to the tennis park back over the first highway and around the car park through the southland the ratha-bhojana-vrksa calls out to make the sandhya and Murkha bows his head the kalarupa is there to chase him all the way while a beast driver honks from behind
At the asrama that same honker is now the greeter
Prahlad-a-dad’s dress tonight
offered in the twilight
celebrating Nrsimhadeva
with rusty silk and panel skirt
dancing all night long
to the notes of Krsna’s flute song