The Colors of Your FaceThe colors of Your face are a constellation of myriad strokes from my palette’e homage. I hold the brush of adoration and attempt my painting that does You justice. I ask for Your divine will to enter my mind and flow through my hands, moving the paint onto the canvas of Your Love. I make my first moves with care and reservation, knowing that this holy task needs Your guidance. First would I place some strokes of direction to form the basic shape of your vibrant visage of tranquil presence, Your oval countenance of pure reason. The picture begins to take form as You emerge and make Yourself known. Manifesting rays of orange and yellow come forth from Your crown. I locate Your eyes in this pose of divine meditation, and the brows that ground me in certainty appear below this vastness of Your immense forehead, taking me to temples un- known, beyond the confines of this lovely earth. Your hair is a free flowing arch of yellow green strands and red-orange ripples that fill the channels of cascading compassion. You are in this world but not of it, my Master of the sacred mind of Truth. Your nose and lips are easy now to form, because Simplicity takes over my gestures of well placed drawing. The colors of Your Love remain open. My time is almost finished now, as You manifest more strongly in this artful mission to be made into the master- piece of painted semblance of Your holy stature.
BABAJI IN AUSTIN