Confine yourself
O Meher, You confined Yourself – in the jopdhi,
in the table-cabin, in the bamboo cage,
in sundry mountain caves; in the blue bus,
in a hut atop Tembi Hill;
in the crypt before ... and after
it became Your Tomb.
You confined Yourself –
in Your great Silence; in Your human body.
You confined Yourself, perhaps,
to show how we might be free.
O pilgrim, retire now to the narrow,
holy cell of remembrance; of contemplation
and meditation; fetter your mind and tongue
to the unyielding repetition of His name.
Confine yourself to God.
If God is not enough, what is?
O child of God, it’s the life of Illusion
that’s restrictive, repetitive and tedious.
The Truth of Meher is boundless.
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