He preferred His juice lukewarm;
a glass of water, even an occasional
soda pop - room temperature.
And windows tightly shut
in the most sweltering weather. O lovers!
These should make us weep hot tears,
these small preferences,
for the delicately broken
human being who held them
and Who in the large, went about
the business of service, sacrifice
and surrender, without a thought
to self or pleasure, comfort or ease,
placing Himself under
His own weighty thumb,
meeting His own
austere requirements - epitome
of servitude and mastery;
One with karma, without waver,
equivocation, preference or doubt.
O child of God, true humility is found
in the impartiality of the great Godman.