It was December of 1983; my wife was pregnant with our son, Jeff;
 
He was born the Day Maharishi left, six weeks later, or January 16Th.
 
Jeff is studying in New York now, to be a writer.
 
Always, when Maharishi was coming to town, all was very secretive;
 
Chris worked in the office, and whispers were given to his exact time of arrival.
 
And always the day He came, all would go to a deep silent level;
 
Like the Ocean Itself, had arrived on the scene.
 
Anyway, that time he arrived with great fanfare,
 
As this was the 'Greatest Show on Earth", 'A Taste of Utopia,
 
With almost 10, 000 sidhas attending in a vast structure, together.
 
It was so cold that night, when He arrived, the pipes in the store were frozen;
 
The next day.
 
The Joke in Town was, "Thank God, This is only a taste of utopia...
 
It was as if He had lowered the temperature, for some reason;
Or someone had...
 
Anyway we got through it alright, and our son, was born, on the eve,
 
Of the day, that Maharishi, left...


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