Australian Arti

O glorious, eternal Ancient One

Your face is a bright, transcendental sun–

Lighten this dark world and the tears I weep;

My heart, Meher, I give to you to keep.

Creator, yet creationless you are–

Truth and Truth’s Body, divine Avatar

Who, through compassion the three worlds maintains–

Destroy this ignorance that life sustains.

These five lights are the whirling spokes of breath

Of the worlds-wheel that bears me on to death

Unless you, who are infinitely kind

Break the wheel’s hub which is conditioned mind.

This incense is my love, these fruits my art,

Which to please you I have shaped from my heart

Accept them as you would a simple flower

That has no use beyond its shining hour.

You are my Self, I sing to you in praise

And beg your love to bear me through the days

Till you, the Everliving Perfect One

Illume my darkness with your shining Sun.