there were two boys walking along
when a flutter buttered by
speaking to the boys
"follow me I'll take you home"
they came upon a forest where all were personified
the peacocks danced and tigers chanted
while the lions roared with delight
Srimati Gandharvika's sari appeared
to glow with tiny red christmas lights
magenta mums and petaled roses reported for the leis
the bamboo flute conducted this giddy symphony
amazing all who saw
main street through Saint Dagwood's park
the cyclists will pass while the dogs all bark
round spinner's church and the sufferer's shrine
offering him flowers so fine
rounding the bridge up the beach hill
through treacherous triangle congested still
through the southland ratha-bhojana-vrksa smiles
as we bow before beginning the last few miles
grampus welcomes us back
sounds of the bells makes ordinary attachment slack
in the ninth is the nightdress
from guru maharaja's vyasa pug come and see everyone will be blessed
sometimes the seamstress makes a plan
but Giridhari may differently inspire the tailor man
in spite of the patterns and explanations she tried
some how or other they were pushed aside
creamy white turquoise and red
mukuts were made to match and sit atop the Thakura's heads
assorted flowers made the leis
that sway and dance in novel ways
through the jungle passing the hanging tree
goat moth hill is there to see
a baseball park is on the left there's a hill inside
called "the top of the world" where the brave go to ride
up and down then ratha-bhojana-vrksa looks on
folding our palms we go beyond
the kernel of divine love welcomes us home
bells begin devotees sing under nave bhakti's dome
the lion laughs in deep blue defined by yellow boarder
inviting all to dedication's quarter
after the mangle arati everyone was so impressed
kept the lemon mellow mukuts and effulgence after they were dressed
coming to the altar for a sringara arati rhyme
sue nila vasana can be a regular gold mine
well i keep on thinking about their magenta mum rose leis
hoping that darsana will always fill my eyes
spinning through the jungle leaving our cares behing
cycle babble and i aren't too hard to find
and it's easy to know that the point of the hook is on their mind
the cove is in the middle
and the natural bridge is near the end
through treacherous triangle on the hospital bend
ratha-bhojana-vrksa is happy that we bow
there are only a couple of miles left anyhow
it's vijaya who welcomes us back to the fold
bells are rung before it gets too cold
nightdress of prahlad-a-dad
panel skirt a design best to be had
find a new design for this outfit
something new and U knee Q
a double chodder now like some venerable thakuras wear
flower mesh from the fabric store
to go with silken saris given months before
benares bengali and lalita prasada
curtain opens with these combine everyone applauds
two unique chodders
with full roses making long leis
to float beside the two unique chodders
another look for their divine play
cycle babble and i sprinting to the opal bluffs
along the beach the waves are rough
drop the hammer between the lakes
keep up with the team for goodness sakes
bow to ratha-bhojana-vrksa who smiles
spinning past mrga bhavana
catching our breath while going on
ada marina welcomes us home
at bells we're never alone
is Giridhari's jacket orange or is it green
depends on the angle from which it's seen
at the sunrise bells
the chosen few will be able to tell
in their day dress they look so prime
captain zigzag's electronic line of truth is serpentine
that is it moves in a crooked line
from Mahaprabhu to Giridhari too
and Srimati Gandharvika's in a purple hue
leis of red roses
reach down to touch their toses
their fragrance tickles each and every noses
up the forest past goat hill
and the climb still goes higher still
leveling at the lover's lane
going back down again
by the country store
keeping the little league field on the right once more
the lion's park with the school kids together by the crossing guard
a few of the "city's finest" are eating lunch on the yard
up the skater's hill and to the right
going under the first highway the long and winding comes into sight
ratha-bhojana-vrksa nods
as we fold our palms and sing the name of gawd
gramps himself welcomes us back
ceremony of bells is on track
this nightdress didn't take so long
made so fast why it's a miracle mom
Monday, June 03, 2013
Previous Posts
- pastimes so high parrots come and land on Mahapr...
- once again's come the second ekadasi day all the c...
- come and see their gentle smile take their darsan...
- Mahamuni standing at the curtain checking his watc...
- getting the cloth together Janmastami is coming s...
- to draw everyone to a higher consciousness the tha...
- circumambulating the natha mandir waiting for th...
- thakura's darsan flows in these foothills inviting...
- blocks of butter on the flame rust even a bit of ...
- surely all good people offer their heads at the lo...
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home