4 o'clock in the morning time for mangle aratti so i dropped into the arati of the Lord chanting and dancing with devotees presenting ourselves for service later in the morning the Deities have been bathed and dressed so fortunate to be here being seen by the Lord in his olive and yellow chinese silk "Diet Olive" sunlight pouring through the window in the natha mandir ladies making leis of rose and narcissus flowers fragrance coming from the back to front Cycle babble and i are sprinting along the winding road sunlight has returned birds are tweeting and flutters are bying hooking around the point to the cove over the harbor to the natasala such a day i can say it's time for cycling round about circling the spinner's church lots of people have heeded the call and are out to see sufferer thakura and hear his flock shout Cycle babble are cycling back over the railroad bridge on the narrow foot path to the ridge the tennis park is on the right sprinting past the nave part in the evening light the ratha-bhojana-vrksa smiles as we bow our heads kernel of divine love is at the gate "welcome back" is what he said ceremony of the bells begins on time our spirits climb in the green and purple lion on the chase waiting to see the devotees who come in brahma muhurta and receive grace by seven o'clock in the morning once again the smooth dancing actor appears in the flash of a thousand tiny mirros on his yellow and fuchsia outfit with mum and narcissus leis he has a party on the altar the warm and sunny afternoon cycle babble and i are drawn out so hard to stay inside trees and flowers aroma hanging in the air in time to the screech owls it's so fine on the main street round the corner joining in the pace line through treacherous triangle past the chocolate house seeing all open space at the marcedo de los pulgas quiet as a mouse ratha-bhojana-vrksa watches us fold our palms cycling is our soothing balm mi ray is ar the barn when we pull in shank sounds and it's ceremony of the bells once again white olive and red deep within the far off jungle they take rest a nightdress from Nrsimhacaturdasi all who come will be blessed