A torch for You
Become hopeless, You say.
I’ve invested all the hope I have
in the One whose shoulders
bear the weight of multitudes;
the One entrusted with the Mandali’s souls –
Mani’s guileless adoration, for example;
Mehera’s unworldly devotion;
Eruch’s plea: Don’t let me down!
Love makes no demands
but promises invoke certain expectations.
Faith is blind in the end,
but there are flares along the way.
I look to those burned-out, love-ravaged souls
who carried to their graves, a torch for You
and the silent assurance and authority with which
You accepted their immeasurable sacrifice.
O child of God, you are a lover of Meher Baba!
What wondrous company you keep!
(from A Jewel in the Dust)