Dick Holmes writes poems and teaches English as a second language in
Columbia, South Carolina. During breaks between terms, he and his wife
Bronia usually head for Meher Spiritual Center in Myrtle Beach, where
Baba's Loving Presence is always so inspiring.
Below are a few small treasures, Enjoy.
IN MEHER BABA'S GARDEN
Shadows, reflections
ripple in the lake.
Brimming with irony,
every pore of life
weeps and laughs.
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BY MEHER BABA'S LAGOON
In the morning ecstasy
of all-out cicada song,
the sunlit and shadowed
greens, browns, and blues
of the woods breathe
Your Name, the One
that undoes all other names.
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SHINING THROUGH
Far, far
larger than letters,
than life,
Your Smiling Face,
shining through
every particle
of existence.
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VARIATIONS ON A THEME BY DIVANA
AT MEHER SPIRITUAL CENTER,
MYRTLE BEACH, 2002
Meher Baba,
what are my eyes for?
For seeing the Resplendent Beauty
of God all around you.
Meher Baba,
what are my ears for?
For hearing the Divine Music
of God's Loving Silence.
Meher Baba,
what is my nose for?
For inhaling the Fragrance
of the Holy Spirit.
Meher Baba,
what are my tastebuds for?
For tasting the Wine
of the Eternal One.
Meher Baba,
what are my hands for?
For feeling your way
to My Radiant Feet.
Meher Baba,
what are my feet for?
For bringing you, step by step,
to your True Self in Paradise.
Meher Baba,
what is my mind for?
For surrendering it
to the Will of the Almighty.
Meher Baba,
what is my heart for?
For sacred drumming
to the Rhythm of Love.
Meher Baba,
what are my tears for?
For washing your face
in the Ocean of Love.
Meher Baba,
what is my soul for?
For melting
into the Beloved's Embrace.
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