to draw everyone to a higher consciousness the thakuras appear in this forest green trimmed in black dress with some flashy silver panels in the sari and chodders the chodders have black crystal beads that knock together and sound like the holy name leis of roses red and pink gifts again sprinting is good beneath this spring day sky above our heads the gulls and guests fly knocking out the cobwebs from our minds among the team and messengers we give it a try giving chase up beach hill keep up with them is a real thrill the voice says "come on back" wake the thakuras from their nap ratha-bhojana-vrksa smiles on our pace line Mahamuni back from the game beams as the ceremony starts 'ratri kalina' is it's name it's a miracle mom this nightdress didn't take so long ready in an instant for vyasa pug day 'O Giridhari' was all the folks could say