9.12.2023
We were not allowed to visit His room, On the fifth, the day He left, There were so many who felt the gloom The Managing Trustee left, Using the possibility of rain, All the disciples and devotees bereft On a day that graced the Ashram with full sun. I remember time and time again The many years we walked in showers Or deluges through uncounted hours And still were permitted to look on Him, Our Lord who understood our pain, In overcoming the falsehood dim Allowing us by Grace to climb The carpeted stairs to see His face Majestic, solemn, the paradigm Of all He promised to our race.
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