waiting for the point where "maya" is no fun anymore
Gurudeva have mercy
Friday they wore Saint Patrick's easter
sunday it's Madhurya Dhuyti
inviting everyone to lose material desire
Mahaprabhu's pink and sequin chodder
Giridhari's excellent turban
showing bright with service
Srimati Gandharivka's effulgence
displaying how seva will set everyone free
what a thrill the rose and narcissus leis, just see
overcoming rather troubles she still brought together the leis
from flowers rescued by prabhu from the clutches of bramble bushes
frothing swelling whitecaps
pedaling to the bridges
up beach hill
the sea lions take their fill
hear the seagulls wings flap
families pedaling together
frolicking in the fresh spring weather
rartha-bhojana-vrksa calls
Cycle Babble drawls
get back for vaikalika
flying around the corner seeing sister preaching
a little extra speed we are reaching
at the pitch younger brother watches a famous physicist look-alike
perform as an A.I. play alike
kalarupa is under the famous tree
waiting to meet Cycle Babble and me
back over the chain for us three
Vijaya has cleared the way
Bhakta D swirling says "hey!"
and in the ninth red peacock blue and green
make the scene
for dancing all night
and those arriving for brahma muhurta arati will be feeling alright
come down off your simhasana
and leave pattern as one
i think you must change
your notion of style and price are why i've been waiting so long
please listen to me
my trip's almost over and Janmastami is on the way
one of us is going to have to change
peacock mukuts and effulgence too
they felt like a change
the red and gold ones they'd been wearing all these years
it's busting loose ki!
daffodils narcissus and roses in the leis
on their bodies they play
it's the most fragrant part of the year
flowers of early spring
pedaling the long and winding road
the fixed gear freaks are in range
they bring inspiration to Cycle Babble and i
don't find it so strange
sprinting so hard the hook goes by so fast
coming to the natasala at last
folks in line take note of the outfits going by
jeans, longs and tee shirts
desert birds to church mice decorate our helmets
we know we're near the end with the call of ratha-bhojana-vrksa
through the treacherous triangle
and house where anything choc-o-lot they'll fix ya
with marcedo de las pulgas on the right
meeting kalarupa keeping our pedal strokes tight
arriving over the chain to be greeted by OPT
who sounds the sank marvelously
then assists the dressing in baby blue
nicely soft and fitting like new
dance the night away as they always
till brahma muhurta arati starts the new day
there must be some parrots hidden here
said Murka to the seamstress
among all the stones yellow and blue
if i could simply look through
rajas see the mukuts
E.W. sees the "Winston Churchill"leis
few will have the patience to find
the camouflaged birds of the parrot kind
"now to board 'altar tubing' specially made for pujaris"
Cycle Babble quietly spoke
"there are many reading this that won't even get that joke"
but we both have a pedaling trait
so we can't wait much longer for the hour is already late
as we hammered toward the uni fixed gear freaks kept us in view
while teams practicing came and went errand runners too
off in the distance the ratha-bhojana-vrska called
us two to be returning
chasing kalarupa all the way to the retaining wall
later in the evening
on a horse of a different color
babaji entered Marikatamani puri
talking like a pirate above all
the assembled masses who were clamoring with furry
waiting for brahma muhurta arati
hey look Prabhu it's raining today
but wait till the maya curtain is pulled away
maybe Srimati Gandharvika will show her smile today
orange and white
with hars that fit so right
wait for the maya curtain to be pulled away
Giridhari may wear his turban
while Srimati Gandharvika and Mahaprabhu have crystal mukuts on
devotees will happily get wet to come for darsana
to be seen and look at the rose leis too
with their toe tickling centers won't that be cool?
can't wait for the maya curtain to be opened today
washing all worries completely away
wow Cycle Babble the rain has let up a bit
we can go out between the drops maybe they'll quit
still keep up with the hearties even if the sun has gone it's own way
weary peddlers cautiously in rain gear
hoping that the sky is going to clear
ha ha there's one with an umbrella attached to the handlebar
stoping at Mahamuni's postbox
school kids in lion's park huddling around the rocks
no skaters on the hill but the ones with raincoats covering their locks
round the point and back with the pitch on the left
under the first highway to catch the drift
taking the left to main street
kalarupa joins the fleet
back to the ashram chain
where a tree has fallen in the back forty from the wind and rain
the kernel of divine love is the greeter
at the arati the incense is smelling sweeter
light green with a purple accent
seeing the Thakuras dressed up in brahma muhurta gives the hint
of how day's energy should be spent
the shortest month is over
second day of rain is coming now
Mahaprabhu and Srimati Gandharvika in green with yellow accent
Giridhari the other way around
from vyasa puja in the autumn
Guru Maharaja taught us to follow the angels
they bring the ripened fruit of devotion
decorated with leis of mums, roses and narcissus flowers
fragrance makes an other worldly potion
pedaling after the storm
Cycle Babble and i still aren't all alone
pedaling after the storm
there was a crash here ten minutes ago
a lady tells her man "look out behind" he says"yeah i know"
but never turns around
to see Cycle Babble and i slowing down
cautiously optimistic rain coats are in the saddlebag
through Saint Dagwood's park where tails wag
around the corner to see the king
cruisers salute by showing their bling
ratha-bhojana-vrksa calls out come home
around the hook and the point there's a pedaler looking like a gnome
complete with elfin hat
kalarupa asks "what do you think of that?"
as we hammer along the winding street
chasing down a team ahead they seem to like to compete
still we jump the chain welcomed by Vijaya
even the bunnies wait to say hi
before hoping out of harm's way
Murka begins and the kirtaners play
in the evening thakuras night dress is a purple one
made so elegant and quick it was "a miracle mom"
dancing under the starlight
till the first glimpse of the end of the night
shades of purple tastefully combine
new dress for the birthday of the head of the rupanuga line
descending with a mission from the most high
to reclaim the servants from the spiritual sky
shades of purple what a sound
he teaches us mercy is flowing from above to down
make everyone happy remove all misery
cast maya's spell from me
shades of purple dazzle our eyes
leis of sumanas flowers and roses fix our minds on the prize
of divine service most sublime
from this day 'till beyond the end of time
fixed gear freaks and serious racers abound
it depends on which side of town
ride fixed near the university grade
the hook and the point are where the racers improve their trade
pedalers on crafts that look like cats
or with helmets with wings of bats
cruiser king
isn't missing a thing
we pass hearing the ratha-bhojana-vrksa's familiar ring
hammering home through the treacherous triangle and strawberry loop
Cycle Babble raises to meet kalarupa
the tree's still down on the back drive
so take the front one and thrive
Murka sounds the shank to begin the kirtan
devotees dance and chant once again
the phoenix comes this evening
brown with black and birds returning
enjoy like anything
till Murka comes with brahma muhurta bells ringing
on Vyasa Puja
turn to the sacred text
find verse 10:31
Krsna says that he's a shark
and this dress' colors remind of the team
or maybe a chocolate dream
thick textured roses make Giridhari's lei
fall a different way
full roses with narcissus trailer
Mahaprabhu's has a gerbera daisy in the center
Srimati Gandharvika's narcissus and pink roses
fragrance takes the breath away
such a day
pedaling along
on such a sunny day
climb the skater's hill
seeing the lion's park on the way
then Cycle Babble and i hear the ratha-bhojana-vrksa say
come back it's sunset and there's a game to play
Murka lights the incense and the bell begins to ring
the kirtaners that have gathered perform their usual thing
then synchronicity before the ekadasi fest
red yellow and blue colors in this nightdress
same as thakuras all through the western mission
wore that Vyasa Puja celebration
or so said our corresponding member of the staff
gave us a laugh
till the brahma muhurta rings the beginning of the day