Our Divine Bambino Boy

SARMATIAN DE CASPIANYA « BEZZARI – OUR DIVINE BAMBINO BOY »
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THE clock struck one, and impatiently the coachman paced the pavement; the equipage was
waiting for Bambino.
"Bambino, be sure no 'tight-frocks' follow you; be cautious."
"Father, entertain no fear from that source. True, they will shadow you to the very end of this
world, in addition to the secret service of the country that last gave you birth, but banish the
thought of both evils from your mind, and you will forever keep them mystified. I am safe and
enjoy the protection of the `Wings of the Almighty.' Let us never think of anything that is liable to
pain the heart; let us just love each other, and thus emanate that conscious love throughout the
realms of ether until the radiatiens of that love touch the hearts of mankind."
With exceptional display of affection, he bade us adieu.
Stepping before the window we saw him enter the equipage with the agility of an equilibrist,
dressed in the sult he loved best, "Prince of Romani."
As he looked back, catching sight of us, he quickly ungloved his right hand and waved it,
holding his arm high, his hand pointing to the sky. He smiled so sweetly that we felt pacified. A
minute later he was out of sight, for nothing seemed to move fast enough for Bambino.
Once alone we started to plan, but we could not decide definitely. Are we to go to Germany,
France, or England, or perhaps America? The more we schemed, the more uncertain we felt. At
last we decided we would wait and leave it to Bambino to divine. At anyrate we would have to
go to either Germany or France, as in crossing the ocean we would want to secure, the best
accommodations. Thus we dismissed the matter from our mind, and went into Bambino’s suite
of rooms. His belongings were all in perfect order. The jewellery casket was left open and in it
all his treasures, even the watch he seemed so fond of. The cord we gave him on Palm Sunday
was hanging on the bedpost and we remembered having asked him about the cord just before
he left, when he said: "I had better not take lit with me, as I do not wish it to get wet." That
pacified us, and yet when we touched the cord, a piercing pain went through our heart, for there
and then we thought we heard as if coming from the far distance:
"Oh, the sorrows when we tarry,
Oh, what needless pain we bear;
All because we do not carry
Everything to God in prayer."
"But we do," we called aloud to ourself, "and because of that implicit faith and unshaken trust in
God, we think it a sacrilege to think of God in any other capacity except ofpraise, adoration, and
thanksgiving. But surely we do not want to present all of our occurrences of the daily walk to
Him, unless it be in the form of recapitulation at the close of day as the Order prescribes it."
And stranger than before, the melody and words forced their way to our ears, emphasizing:
"All because we do not carry
Everything to God in prayer."
And it came to us. We caught the meaning; never to entrust the secrets of the kingdom of
heaven to a living soul, as that part and portion remained as the patent right of God to impart to
the Worthy at His own due time and season; while the things appertaining to self should never
be confided to another living soul, not even the most beloved, as Love seeks no explanation,
while to others we do not owe any.
As we thought in that strain, a perfect calm came over us, and the peace of boyhood days with
the experience of Illumination which set our very heart into ecstacy.
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