Swami bent down and picked it up. Holding it between the thumb and
forefinger He said, "Here is the moon"! When He closed His palm over the piece
for an instant and opened it again, the fruit was no longer found. Instead an
unusual article was in his hand.
It was a translucent sphere. The sunlight was gorgeously reflected out of
its surface.
Though as a whole it was luminiscent there were several dim and even dark
spots inside. Multi-hued veins of minerals could also be seen. Superficially
smooth-surfaced, it revealed elevations and depressions inside.
"The mini-moon, made up of all the ingredients of the moon", observed
Baba.
Only a few days before, the newspapers had carried photographs of both
sides of the moon transmitted by spacecraft. All their features could be
precisely perceived in this three-D-mini-moon. More than that, it was
refracting the spectrum of colours in sunshine.
The party enjoyed the picnic in the glades. Svami held up the mini-moon
finally to sunlight. The solar rays glancing off the outer rim sprayed gold.
"Do you see the moon rise?" asked Sai, as pleasing as the moon itself.
With one more folding and unfolding of His hand, the mini-moon set! It
had returned to its old wood-apple birth!
- From Baba: Sathya Sai by Ra. Ganapati,Page 83f
Om Sai Ram
