0006 The Constant Heart

The test is constancy – the proof, the constant heart. See that pair who walk across the park - from the back, it’s difficult to see their age – they walk as if there’s nowhere now to go; for they’re so still, inside themselves; they’re joined by that shared stillness. Now and then they glance deep into each other’s eyes – seeing there, a constancy. Their hearts – you see it – are at rest. They can remember with an inner smile how when they met, they put on every charm to seek to catch each other for themselves; now they dive, swim, laugh, at rest within each other's still, warm constancy. See them walk and laugh their way across the park; across their life. * * * See now over there, the man who stands, talking quietly, with observant eye; a group of boys around him who can think of nothing else but listening: he’s still, he’s standing sure within himself. He’s just too far away for you to hear the words he says; and yet you know – he’s constant in himself, he’s constant in all that he gives to them. They’ve found a wise man, and they’re listening. * * * The test is constancy – The proof, the constant heart. (with acknowledgements to Shantananda Saraswati)