A torch for You

 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!