Rain
falls in Southern California
One month before the day
My Teacher celebrated his birth.
Students across the land
Make plans to sit together
Here and there
To meditate upon Rama
And the light that Radiated through him,
through us,
Merging the finite With Eternity.
Like it or not,
See it or not,
Sinner and Saint:
We are One,
No matter if we
Are here or there.
With Love,
Ms. J.