Saturday, January 2, 2016

Inhabit your tomb

Inhabit your tomb

Above the city, an empty tomb.
I lay inside, at first deathly afraid,

alone, hurrying soon back down
to the lively accustomed city.

But later returning irresistibly
to that interior space

where thoughts dissipate,
eyes discern, hearing grows acute.

Understanding everything better now
from the hollow of my tomb,

the city become fearsome below,
raucous and ensnaring.

To the crypt's refuge I often repair,
listening for God's approach.

He's arranged our meeting there
when He comes to take me home.

O child of God, inhabit your tomb, like Meher,
long before you take your final rest.

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