since that Gaura Purnima a couple of years ago these pleats have been rolling putting on show Mahaprabhu's cape is the very best of all as the pleats keep on rolling from wall to wall leis of mums and roses swaying with their gait always precisely on time, never ever late the rain keeps on falling cycle babble and i hear them calling "there's space between for both of you besides just what else are you going to do?" around the usual horn the point to cove and natasala and the shop where cycles are born treacherous triangle lets us splash through whalers sing out from under the roof trying to turn sky to blue the market is closed today and ratha-bhojana-vrksa seeing our palms fold points the way vijay welcomes us back just before the bells devotees cheer and kirtan swells in the evening the yellow silk makes all feel smooth as milk