Fool that I am, I have
searched for You all these years –
the One Who is everywhere and
in everything.
I’m not sure of what I’m
seeking
but You’ve given it a name: Meher Baba.
I suppose I’m nearer the goal
after all this time.
I’ve no way to gauge the
distance.
You didn’t come to teach
and I’ve learned nothing of
consequence.
Either I am You or Your
creature
or somehow both and I’ll end
up with You
some lifetime or another – or
not.
You might never be mine
but just the same I belong to
You.
I may be a fool but I’m Your
fool,
hoping to die
with Your name on my lips.
O child of God, Meher said
stop seeking
and become the sought.
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