Oink!   Wiggle, Wiggle!

Buck White here!

Can you write when you are hungry?  Are all of your essays, just your stomach talking?

Eat for you heart, eat for your soul,
   What about eating does your stomach know?

Words are like little sounds: Click! Click!   They Srila Prabhupada's feet in Braja do surround.
If you are a human or a hound, keep your nose to the ground (of Braja) and you will quickly hear Krsna's flute making a bewildering sound.

Then with the guidance of Subal et al, your chances to offer your special service will abound, on the ground, all around, with nice sound.

For how many life times we are writing these poems?  For how many lifetimes are we reading yours as they come to our homes?

We live in the dust at Srila Prabhupada's feet. We hope your messages there we will meet as we scavenge for p-nuts and raisins quite sweet.

Any service for us?