KHAK SAHEB'S GHAZAL

[ravisankar santhosmantha]

AVATAR MEHER BABA KI JAI KHAK SAHEB'S GHAZAL

Let's see whether I am able to reach Your doorstep. Let's see whether I can make my home there or not. Ages of suffering cannot open the heart's portal to You, My destiny is in Your hands whether I gain heaven or not. I am forced to dance to Your tune by the breeze in Your lane– Its perfume absorbs the stink I have collected over lifetimes. I have no concern with the world – I am ruined in Your name, I am Your slave whether I gain Godhood or not. O Beloved! Why do You shower affection on indifferent strangers? Just look at my heart, which is Yours no matter how You behave. My heart, body, mind and soul are drowned in Your intoxication, But I doubt whether the Shaikh has any feelings for You! When I joined Your court You never asked about me. Has someone now poisoned Your ear against me? Whomever I meet sings the praises of Your divinity, But internally what silent strength I've gained no one knows. This dust of Khak, that is ash, longs to see the Sun. You've turned it into the dust of Your feet and made it wine. The company of Meher contains this treasure, Whether one has yet discovered it or not. One night alone in his room, Meher Baba composed this ghazal dedicated to the Prophet Zarathustra, which was read to the men at Manzil-e-Meem, entitled The Horizon of Love. It is the splendor of God that exists In nature's four elements – earth, air, water and fire. You are the Master and Lord of the two worlds – material and spiritual.