Australian Arti
Francis Brabazon
Oh Glorious Eternal Ancient One,
Your face is a bright transcendental sun.
Lighten this dark world and the tears I weep.
My heart, Meher, I give to you to keep.
Creator yet creationless you are,
Truth and Truth's Body, Divine Avatar,
Who through compassion the three worlds maintains,
Destroy this ignorance that life sustains.
These five lights are the whirling spokes of breath
Of the world-wheel that bears me unto death
Unless You, who are infinitely kind,
Break the wheel's hub which is conditioned mind.
This incense is my love; these fruits, my art
Which to please You I have shaped from my heart.
Accept them as You would a simple flower
That has no use beyond its shining hour.
You are myself; I sing to You in praise
And beg Your Love to bear me through the days
'Til You, the Everliving Perfect One,
Illume my darkness with Your Shining Sun.
posted by brojo at 9:35 AM
2 Comments:
This is a beautiful poem. I would like to try my hand at Baba poetry sometime. I really like Conversations With The Avatar too. The feeling of knowing what Baba is saying to you is crucial as is listening to it.
Cheers
Amanda
This has been on my mind lately:
Duality implies separatness. Separateness causes fear. Fear makes worry.
The way of oneness is the way to happiness; the way of manyness is the way to worry.
I am the one who has no second so I am eternally happy. You are separate from yourself so you will always worry.
To you, what you see is absolutely real; to me it is absolutely false.
-Meher Baba
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