if you're dreaming coming home from somewhere and a flutter butters by saying "come with me i'll get you home" you'll soon be going through a forest where everything is a personality every tree and creeper could stand up and give you directions where to go all are dancing and singing conducted by the bamboo flute Mahaprabhu has brilliant green Giridhari's has yellow mixed in Srimati Gandharvika has a red mesh veil and one might see christmas lights small white mums with sumanas flowers are the leis all combine 3derfully today

over the harbor bridge and the natasala throughout the park it's getting dark while the treacherous triangle,caught in mid flight, has us home before the night kernel of divine love welcomes us in soon the ceremony of the bells begins next comes the miracle mom a nightdress made in the time it takes to bang a gong