blue with purple, black with pink trimming the dress a Tuesday's morning outfit Giridhari's parrot belt button mums rose petals with daisies topped with parrot mukuts as folks consciousness raises the dry pavement under our wheels sheen clipped in to indexed shifting chasing the team synchronized pedaling round the corner the route we're delt the roadie, the cycle cross, the messenger's heart melts flag on their helmet blowing in the wind whalers detail round the bend ratha-bhojana-vrksa waving us home we bow chanting om bells are ringing devotees singing and in the evening to bed in prahlad-a-dad a U knee Q double feature Giridhari's chodders like flutter byes some see how the full rose leis are setting souls free now it's down to hook by the point this day the sufferers on their way tennis park over the bridge of the harbor boats are in rounding the natasala got to keep going past the market through the southland into the wood ratha-bhojana-vrksa smiles as we fold our palms says get back as you should to ring the bells in ceremony greeted by Mahamuni and tonight it's tomorrow or just the end of time in their nights are seen to draw colder at mangle arati the devotees will feel bolder noble grace and regal elegance swaying in ecstatic dance