design an outfit all your own
leaving the others alone
red cream with a hint of teal
tailor's idea is going to have to change
more taka and cloth would sweeten the deal
or will seamstress have to change
that is one reason it's been taking so long
vasatra hari ki jaya
in the end it came together in time
with leis of mums and roses it shines
chasing through the dark streets
Pedaling with lights sure isn't a treat
cruisers don't use them
preferring to be like a spirit in the night
murkha and I reckon one day they may be cut down in mid flight
skaters have turned in as inky shadows grow
round by the navapatra the streetlights glow
The big street is dug up so murkha and I go another block
Another hurdle in this game of beat the clock
RBV gives it's call
Murkha begins his sprint from the mall
I take leave to the shop
He meets the kalarupa where rabbits hop
Back for sayana stanam
Speaking of which the lion laughs as lightening strikes
Showing this dress as he likes
Have you seen Gandharvika's beautiful blue sari?
With different mukuts feeling so free
Swirl and dance on the simhasana
Chodders and pleats lifting on the breeze
Pouring nectar into the servants empty cups
Ambrosia from the lives of surrendered souls
Giridhari plays on his flute signaling us
How our service must adjust
Even each blade of grass senses pleasure in their touch
Marigold, rose and petal leis
Following the contours of each and every sway
It's a cold one
Murkha and I layer the fun
Pedaling to the hand symbol beat
No roadie can compete
Zephyr floats murkha and I along the beach
Old school jerseys keep the chill beyond reach
Geese have gone for the season
I take leave for the usual reason
Murkha heeds the RBV's call
Kalarupa brings him back to the center of it all
Prahlad-a-dad the orange panel skirt
Giridhari has a vest over his shirt
Mahaprabhu's sash drifts as they dance
Tomorrow at mangal arati brings all the chance
For this astonishing sight
Now they take their rest for the night
Remember Mahaprabhu's turban
Brilliant as the sun
Now there's a star in your bracelet
Shine through the darkness of kali
Dressed in this pink and silver
Inviting all lost servants to a far away land
Come with your circle of friends
Your pastimes your beauty
Shining through this darkness of kali
Your rose leis and petals mixed in with the stock
You dancer, preacher taster of verses
You superstar
And shine through the darkness of kali
Pedaling through the chill and dark
Out to the lion's park
Skaters turn pirouettes top of the hill
Murkha and I along the beach taste the chill
Taking leave at the natasala even the cruisers
Would rather be snoozers
Through the treacherous triangle
The beasts want to wrangle
But Murkha has heard the call
Gets the strength to skip through it all
At the sandhya ceremony begins
Oh deer dough it's certified cold
Time for extra chodders thick and bold
Retiring from the long day
Needing the chodders to continue to play
Mahaprabhu has come
To search his lost servants and take them home
Take shelter of Gurudeva
Diet olive
Then we will be like those nitya siddhas
Guru Maharaja's appearance ninth day from purnim
Cream and olive green
Leis of purple and yellow mums with a couple of roses between
Manasic pedaling through the twilight and cold
Some of the cruisers and errand runners are bolder
The kohls beat and hand cymbals chime
While Murkha and I pedal in time
This evening it's ratri kalina calling
To get there punctually Murkha is hauling
If ever you need a hand just call out
“Krsna is a brahmacari” don't doubt
even rivers will part
to allow you to cross and service can start
warmer tonight
no extra chodders in sight
they smile as pujari turns out the light
on the bank of the kunda Giridhari plays his flute
knowing all the while kali yuga is about to start
he manifests the form of Mahaprabhu from
the temple of Srimati Gandharvika's heart
wondering if those people can catch his mercy as they should
leis of petals marigolds and roses gave all the chance
to become absorbed in trance
with the cold and darkness still there
manasic pedaling continues for the asrama pair
karatalas and mrdungas lay down the track
for the trip there and back
through the area where breeze carries fragrance
of exotic arati incense
across the field
at the treacherous triangle beasts have to yield
while the RBV calls murkha home
kalarupa gives chase while Murkha ends his roam
deep within the far off jungle under the moon
they dance the night away to Giridhari's flute's tune
taking their rest 'till the morning hours
on the bed scented by aromatic flowers
come home frolicking and rolling
in the pasture with the cows lowing
take shelter of Mahaprabhu your days are numbered
you can start the clock
pink white and silver with crystal drop effulgence
with rose leis frosted up like a wedding cake
how much more can murkha and I take
how long will the sun wait
before all these gloomy give up and break
classical cruisers ethereal fixed gear freaks
go pedaling by
keeping imaginations amazingly high
cumulous clouds are puffully smiling
as kalarupa chases Murkha past the RBV's calling
hiranya kasipu is the nightdress of gold and soft yellow
at ease to relish their evening mellow
two parrots on the way to vrndavan
landed on the hand of Mahaprabhu
spoke of radha and krsna
in such a witty way
marigolds mums and roses intensified leis
magenta green peacock blue
embroidered parrots too
murkha and I enter the highway
in an unexpected way today
from behind a voice says come on in
take shelter from the cold
As the daylight faded I took my leave
Murkha had sprint to keep the light up his sleeve
Kalarupa chases him to the sandhya and beyond
Vijaya greets him latter on
Chinese silk with soft flowers
Red and white shows beauty is above power
They take rest after their dance