A COURIER IN GOD 

"Meditation on the True 
Teacher's form reveals the 
meaning of the objective world, 
as all objects are found to be 
contained in His person." 
      
                 --Francis Brabazon,
                    "Art as Practice of Devotion"


Driving within 
Your Universal Body
From one place to another
On a cool, cloudy day.

Myriad souls,  
Drops of Your Being
Buzz along these freeways,

These veins
& arteries of You. 

Deep in Your Belly, 
Deep in Your Guts
I look out upon 

Blue trucks and red cars,
Bridges and buildings, 
Smokestacks and palm trees, 
Cities, sea and mountains

Stretching away
All visible at once.

When I was a child 
We used to spill a burlap bag 
Full of toy buildings and people 
Onto the floor and
Make ourselves a city.


You did that, too, Baba,
You're doing it now,
And I'm happy to be
One of the little
Toys in Your 
Whimsical Game.