Where do I live? Do I live in the world?
No! I live in the Bosom of my Lord Meher.

This is why many might not understand me.
To the world, I might seem to live there but be mad.

Where we look from determines what we see.
Don't the God-Realized see only themselves?

World sees a world: those with hearts fixed on Him
See only Him and a Garland 'round His Being.

"Cause-and-effect" may rule what they call the world,
But on islands of Grace, only His Love rules all.

My Beloved has taken me on Love's wings to an island
Where rubies and sapphires fall as common as spring rain.

Max says, people of the world seeing this rain from afar
Might think it only some kind of air pollution.

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