Compassionate Father
Compassionate
Father
Father
of Mercy, You were named
and so
I began to follow You –
thinking
mercy to be what I needed most
and You
have obliged me indeed (most mercifully).
But these
days I’ve turned away from myself
and yet
again toward myself to see
(by
Your mercy) that a capacity for compassion
is what
I most lack and thus
I beg
You these days, Meher Baba,
to fill
my emptiness with it –
that I
might pour it out improvidently
to any
and everyone who crosses my path,
in Your
name and holy essence, I pray,
o
merciful, compassionate Father.
O child
of God, trade in all your cleverness
for one
ounce of pure compassion.
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