Tuesday, December 5, 2017

One grave truth

One grave truth                                                                                         

We get easily spooked by that
unadorned hole in the clay. 

We rush away down worldly-rutted paths
that lead back only to a stone with our name on it.

Most acquire a religion as an element of denial
rather than a whole-hearted embrace

of that one grave truth.
Only a few receive the real Word

(having no ears for it) and respond
by leaping into the open grave,

to begin their digging there
for the faintly rumored water of life,

a thousand leagues deep in the dust
of innumerable lifetimes yet to come.

O child of God, the eternal wellspring, says Meher,
lies in the graveyard dust at the Master’s feet.

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