Oh, for that grand day of days when I leave the dark sea of illusion behind me
And stand on the shore gazing at the face of my Beloved till his beauty shall blind me.
Although my song is measured by time-bars, time has no place in it.
The tale of it is already complete: I only endlessly re-spin it.
[Author – Peter Rowan] Lord Meher, Bhau Kalchuri’s voluminous undertaking is a rich source of information on Francis Brabazon. I have not so much made a précis of the information from these volumes but chosen relevant and pertinent episodes and occurrences between Avatar Meher Baba and Francis from the period 27th January 1959, the date […]
We have slept so long Through Time’s huge ebbs and flows; It is time to wake— The night draws to its close. We have slept and dreamed A thousand Shadow-shows; It is time to Wake — The first faint dawn-light glows. We have dreamed and schemed And gone the roads we chose; It […]
Dear Christ upon this Christmas morn Let all men weep that you were born Upon this earth that’s thought so fair That’s but the Cross which you must bear. The beauty of the bubbling rose, The lovely diamonds of the dew, Proclaim naught but the pain you chose That we might one day live as […]
During the years I lived alongside Avatar’s Abode, mid 70’s onwards, I had occasion among my activities relating to production of plays, theatrical events etc. etc, to read many of Francis’ poems to an audience, quite often at his request; here is one poem he wrote for me to recite and which to my knowledge […]
Remembering the final year of Francis Brabazons’ life is not to most people a glorious event as he was totally plagued with Alzheimer’s disease and bedridden. Yet my most cherished and altruistically condensed moment of awareness of Francis’ total abnegation before his Beloved’s will was displayed to me in a fashion which I will not […]
Francis wrote from ‘Guruprasad’ 24/5/60 in a general letter to Baba lovers in Australia: ‘… There has been a curious codger coming. He wears the saffron robe of the mendicant and all over it is printed ‘Shree Mata’ (Holy Mother). Somehow it tickled my irreverence and I nicknamed him ‘dear Mum’. Now he has gone […]
On Avatar’s Abode property we have a most unusual occurrence in the eyes of the world. A person is buried on what may be termed a private property. Francis Brabazon bought this property for Avatar Meher Baba and so therefore it was fitting that he should be buried there. Once the various authorities gave their […]