Something to be said
There is something to be said for silence
when you’re clamoring to get into heaven.
When you find your entreaties only accentuate the divide;
when the only strategy left is to abandon all
strategies.
A long while ago you discovered there is no why.
Now you’re learning there is no how, no when or where,
only the Who left for investigation, merely a concept,
a designation, unsound in Its true Oneness.
There is something to be said for silence
when you discover the tongue in your skull and mind
will never whisper the Word you need but belongs
to an ancient companion you’ve never really known,
roughly detaining you outside the gates,
keeping you from the truth of Who you really are.
O child of God, it takes many lifetimes for the truth
of Meher to begin its penetration of your habitual view.
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