guess what the thakuras are wearing today an outfit featuring colors that had been away yeah the arena har posse rides again full roses make the long long leis the standard fare for wednesdays belts and mukuts from a gaura purnima revealing beauty's extreme on winding roads young deer take a chance of getting between cyclists and beasts as they dance cycle babble and i sprint away the stress passing campahatti "frans" a coach full of sikhas and japamala tied neatly in a knot rounds the corner in front of us and guar prema marks the spot up beach hill tourists stream out from a bus sufferer thakura has no lei that's how things are on this late october day his flock paddles out all the same pedaling cycle babble and i are feeling good in our brains with the passing of each neighborhood the odyssey urges us to the next branch till we come upon the wilder ranch meandering back gecko says "hey" while the bear gets fed and shouts "yea" back to the winding street respecting ratha-bhojana-vrksa and everyone we meet mr. b greets cycle babble at the door ready for ceremony of the bells at four the lotus nails may a weapon not be make an orange green display for all to see