surya puspa
Mahaprabhu wearing mango and green
Giridhari with yellow and purple while Gandharvika has beautiful blue
such a darsana is rare
fragrance of their rose leis in the air
singing the names of Mahaprabhu in his mango and green
Giridhari with yellow and purple flute playing
takes away all the devotees cares
long lovely lei reaching past his knees
sprinting along the country lane
crows caw and screech owls screech once again
the point of the hook is nearly empty only a few sufferers to be seen
all should come for darsana of Mahaprabhu wearing mango and green
another half hours spin to the west side
another spots us near the wild ranch supersoul is every where can't hide
keep darsana of Mahaprabhu in mango and green inside
seeing the great blue at Seymour's museum turning round
spinner's church and Bhakta Blade's kutir joyous kirtan sounds
down the beach hill and railroad track
pedaling hard to get back
thinking nothing of the passing show
from the trader's to the corner around we go
chanting by the whalers
coming to their last details
ratha-bhojana-vrksa smiles as we bow
as if to say hurry now
the kernel is there to greet
after a small squirrel hesitates then jumps across the street
ceremony of the bells begins
as the light of day comes to it's end
in the emerald green and pink
at sunrise bells we'll make the link