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The Mind.

After the spirit-thunder, mental fireworks and existential crisis of the fourth heaven, here we reach the inexpressible peace of a Mind coming home. A Mind emptied of all its seductions, blind alleys and false starts and ends. This heaven, humming with the Word (OM) with which Creation began, is the Mind itself, an immensely creative, powerful and unassailable resource.

By the second ghazal here, our two mind-voyagers are beginning to glide home in their respective love crafts not just to holy India but to the hilltop Tomb where they began their voyage - and which, through hell and low heavens, they never really left.

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Oh Hafiz, if you desire the divine presence, then do not allow yourself to be absent (Hafiz)

Fiery Light, uneclipsed, fills the sky
Thought unclouded now fixes my Eye.

Even Lucifer out-thought by this:
Power’s weakness is blown in the mind.

Realisation, the sight of Bliss,
Unchecked and fall-free once divined.

Mysteries are explained in a flash,
Let Omega be Alpha, X, Y!

Conceiving the First in the Last,
God’s endless beginning and why.

Not the Gnosis itself, the Gnostic:
All that’s thought, bad and good, low and high.

Not the Infinite singer, the music:
Dis this turbulent Bliss and you’ll fry.

The original OMMMMM MY GOD torch song
For a First Grand Mort that can’t die.

Cruising Mind Control, seer of signs,
Math magician, the sky in the Pi.

Meeting parallel universe lines:
Sin agreement: keep Kuber Ji High!

OMMMMMMtorway to a vast city-plane;
Mind consumed in Soul’s melody.


In a far land where my thoughts throng by like strangers, I’m at home:
Every dirt track, every silk step over marble, is His own.

There are twinned queues for his rich port, endless pulped forms left to fill:
Lovers’ thin bribes, like the beggared, seek a short cut to His dome.

To his doorway, I’m delivered by a rickshaw driven blind;
To His candle, in His still room, where all thoughts fly, I have flown.

All unravelled in His presence, all the heavens in a thought;
I am sight-drunk on the soul-bliss of the vision He has shown.

All this heartland made of cracked crags, which his ‘slaves' heave up the hill,
Every thought-bloom, all this love-light in my mind’s Eye, he has sown.

Were he Lord Ram, though his blood-foe, for his Sita I would die
Like King Ravana’s bold sister, wait an epoch for my groom.

Were he Albert, come to pay back all the love-dues Rama owed,
As Victoria, for that lost groom, in a grave dress I would moan.

Humming mantrum, Om and Empress of the thought world, hear his song:
“Do not seek, child, it’s your own veil, like a cobweb, must be blown!”


Shining Eye you’re half closed to the shadow
Half unblinded by love’s certainty.

credits

from 6 Degrees Of Separation; 7 Degrees of Love (50th anniversary album), released January 31, 2019
Gaz - voices, backing vocals, drum
Gabriella - guitar and lead vocal
The picture shows Meher Baba's sister Mani in the Cabin where Baba fasted and did exhausting and intense work during His periods of Seclusion.

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The Baba Lovers England, UK

The Baba Lovers are an Atlantic-transcending duo: English poet Gareth Calway and American singer-songwriter Gabriella Tal. The Beloved is Avatar Meher Baba, whose favourite poet was Hafiz and whose favourite poetic form the ghazal (a Persian love lyric). We met in India at the Meher Pilgrim Centre in Ahmednagar in 1994 and wrote a couple of songs. We reconnected online in 2016 and wrote an album. ... more

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