I’ve been headstrong on this path, I know;
refused to follow, refused to lead;
trekking my way alone if I must.
Envisioning my insights as revelation –
sacrosanct and peculiar to me. Headstrong,
yet all the while, since I fell into Meher’s orbit,
longing to become heartstrong
instead –
like Baba motioning to LePage: Be mighty in My love!
I have come lately to see I lack the equipment –
not like a rabbit wishing to be a bear,
more like a bear wishing to be a lion –
just as futile perhaps but not as far-fetched.
I am to continue pondering then – calculate,
surmise, question and opine; move nearer
to my Lord through my individual, God-given
relationship, attributes and talents, enough,
more than enough, to see me through
this lifetime and into the next.
O child of God, follow your destiny
and leave your timid heart to Meher.
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