come and see their gentle smile take their darsana for a while feel the devotional spark begin to smolder the teal and the dark colors of a team called sharks among fishes I am the shark no one is bolder leis of roses are the order of the day magnifying the devotees love as they sway as each day cycle babble and i spin through the forest by and by point of the hook on to the cove a short sprint as the crow flies between the lakes to natasala beasts and pedestrians fuss up from behind the toad joins us such exalted association i take sea lions are on their rock to bake through treacherous triangle past marcedo de las pulgas on the right cruiser king puts the hammer down so we take flight ratha-bhojana-vrksa grins as we bow and wonders who will win over the gate it's Kumara to greet our team bells send out their merciful beam hiranya kasipu is the yellow nightdress chasing away all stress take care anything you say could put fodder in the air when they ask the name on Gaura Purnima day know the date it must be finished by thakuras appear and spirits fly leis of roses catch all the noses taking care cycle babble and i go about an afternoon adventure bathed in the warmth of sufferer's spirits and remembering the thakura's smile five feet from the moon the sidewalk musicians croon natural bridge sees the tourists out to have a look the cruisers king leads us to the point's hook navigating the big street through the beast fleet ratha-bhojana-vrksa and we fold our palms the wind has calmed Mahamuni welcomes us for bells soon the kirtan swells in the chinese silk smooth as milk touch that kills all that chills our devotional spark come to the sunrise bells on a lark the good doctor brings the medicine that wipes out the disease and won't let it back again red and teal with beads by hand Mahaprabhu comes to save the land fresh leis of roses in suspended animation saves the nation by mass communication even mukuts are sewn at home seamstress and crew are in the zone meanwhile cycle babble and i are out under the hawk's protective eye at the point sufferers are in their wet suits complete with boots we spin by watching the white caps hearing the sea gulls flap tennis park and the harbor sees us fly through once more round the corner cruiser king departs and the journey home starts Mahamuni waves us on while ratha-bhojana-vrksa likes our folded palms kernel of divine love welcomes us with a smile bells begin in a short while synchronicity tonight for when they go out to play the night before the ekadasi day