have you seen how where i see blue the seamstress sees green trimmed in pink that might appear to be red no matter what color it's beauty dances in everyone's head leis of narcissus roses and mums sport with the flowers on the folds like such good chums cycle babble and i quietly slip away after Nara's birthday party to soak up the sun the afternoon bestows sufferer thakura says "mind how you go" as we spin by seeing the sea lions along the way our chains are dancing as if to a song makes us think that it's summer all year long the wilder trail leads back to the sweet road ratha-bhojana-vrksa smiles as we bow and approach our humble abode crossing the gate the mellow fellow has a yajna going says "nothing to see here but soon the ceremony of the bells will make the evening clear" Guru Maharaja's birthday the nightdress came into view red, purple, a bit of green trim and blue all were amazed and the longer they gazed the more their esteem for the seamstress grew