smashed by light

you are smashed by light!

And the light burns brighter

with your face smiling

at the Master’s pleasure.

Your bloodied face is lit

by His bliss. We miss

your smile, Erico

but are happy

with your immense delight!

This poem may need an explanation for some. Erico,

the subject of the poem, and to whom it is addressed,

was bludgeoned to death in his sleep at Meherabad, India,

a short time ago. A week or so before this tragic event, he

had a inner experience, and which he related to a few friends:
Meher Baba, our Spiritual Master, appeared to him and
shattered him with Light.