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