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the trail of tears
by ed flanagan

Along the Cherokee nation's olden trail…
in clay drenched red with our tears…
on a road by an old Oklahoma farm...
You shed your precious blood for me.

So brave and light-hearted you lay there...
transfixed in glory so bright…
as when from the cross seeing down through time…
you fixed your precious gaze on me.

Beloved Meher I can hardly see…
through tears of wonder and joy…
for what you have done in this land of the brave...
to make the whole world free.




On the morning of May 24th, 2002, as the Sahavasees were standing along the road by the accident site, we began singing "Amazing Grace." Suddenly the traffic became very heavy on that normally quiet stretch of road, as each vehicle slowed and gazed upon the heart-shaped wreath around which we were all standing. It was as if this hymn were a call from the Beloved to the local Oklahomans passing by to witness His sacrifice. Shortly after, Ed Flanagan wrote the following, to be sung to the same tune:

 

 


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