Saturday, October 20, 2018

The silence of Meher

The silence of Meher                                                                                  

You began Your ministry at a loss for words
amidst the human misery and longing,

enmity and despair.  What words to add
after three thousand years of empty human rhetoric,

the true teachings skewed and obfuscated,
almost never penetrating either hearts or heads?

Best to go back to a clean slate, a new language
older than clay, not intended for mouth nor ear,

straight to the heart, pinning
Your fortunate lovers to the wall,

communicating through the quivering shaft of your arrow.
And not just Your lovers (You say), all of Creation.

And only incrementally have I come to accept, mutely enrapt,
the power and primacy of your wordless awakenings.

O child of God, so many verses you have written
trying to express the silence of Meher.

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