Confine yourself

Confine yourself                                                     

O Meher, You confined Yourself – in the Jopdhi,

in the table-cabin, in the bamboo cage,

in sundry mountain caves, in the blue bus,

in a hut atop Tembi Hill;

in the crypt before ... and after

it became Your Tomb.

You confined Yourself –

in Your great Silence; in Your human body.

You confined Yourself, perhaps

to show how we might be free.

                                                                                       

O pilgrim, retire now to the narrow,

holy cell of remembrance; of contemplation     

and meditation; fetter your mind and tongue

to the unyielding repetition of His name.

Confine yourself to God.

If God is not enough, what is?

O child of God, it’s Illusion that’s restrictive,
repetitive and tedious.  The Truth of Meher is boundless.