For my Master at Sant Bani

I

When I first heard You called Master, my tongue would not follow. Here I’ve understood Who You are, and my tongue wags Master, Master. Master: Kirpal means Gracious One. Have Mercy on me, a sinner.

II

I sit on this floor. It is in a room in a state called New Hampshire which is in a group of six states called New England which is a state of mind as well as place. And yet I am here never having arrived nor ever left New Hampshire. Not of this body though in it. Not of this mind though attached to it. Wondering now: who am I and when: I will know my Self as: you are not Kirpal Singh yet are. Master: Singh means lion. Do all lions bring tears?

Robert Leverant