let's all go for darsana this morning the curtain opens and thakuras appear and when we bow our heads together we see all the colors in the rainbow red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and violet leis of roses and spider mums cycle babble and i pedal on the winding road chasing the cobwebs out of our mind lightens our load round the point, cove and harbor on serve at the tennis park over the bridge and around the corner back through treacherous triangle in a sneaky way whalers singing the details of the day ratha-bhojana-vrksa watches our palms fold back to the ashram sprinting bold mellow guy greets us where the tree fell follows us to the ceremony of the bells in t he evening thakuras ready for resting deep within the far off jungle dancing and enjoying like anything chocolate brown and teal like jerseys of a hockey team in the Bhagavad-gita "among fishes I am the shark" verse 10:31, you know, halloween impromptu leis light color stands out of the dark cycling through the jungle smelling flowers in the air spinning to the sufferer thakura watching the sufferers there round the natural bridge to the wild ranch ridge back round the bout to the marcedo de las pulgas ratha-bhojana-vrksa accepts our respect giving us a helping blast vijaya shows the path pall mall to begin the ceremony of the bells at night Hiranya Kasipu's soft silk yellow and gold anticipating mangle arati when the story will be told