A THOUSAND DIFFERENT FLOWERS OPEN
This was an implicit command to focus my attention on Him always, in all ways. Now, in my mind's eye, as I gaze upon the Star of Infinity, I find that here is where my forehead at last comes to rest, forever upon His blessed feet. For He is here, wholly immanent in the Star the feet upon which I surrender my being, the hands that touched me, the smile that captivated me.
A verse from Tukaram, one of Maharashtra's greatest poets and Perfect Masters, and a favorite of Baba's, whose writing has moved millions over the centuries, expresses my feelings most eloquently:
May Baba guide each to find their center in Him as naturally as a thousand different flowers open into a thousand different blooms, each vibrant with the colors of His beauty and redolent with the perfume of His love.
Concerning a tomb-shrine or a samadhi of a saint, Rumi wrote:
THE SAMADHI * STAR OF INFINITY, p. 88
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