Your dharmashala

Your dharmashala                                                                         
 
How narrow this path has become!
Adjusting to it, I also am narrower.
 
I tend to the world’s business,
but my heart’s no longer in it.
 
My heart is with You
in a Tomb on the Deccan Plain.
 
Lord, let me rest
in Your dharmashala. 
 
Let me lie in that Tomb
until I am carried to my own.
 
O child of God, become smaller and smaller
to one day disappear within the vastness of God.

                                (from A Jewel in the Dust, 2011)