rds be thy love-song on the tree of Baha, O thou
most holy and resplendent Leaf: 'God, besides Whom is none other God, the
Lord of this world and the next!' Verily, We have elevated thee to the
rank of one of the most distinguished among thy sex, and granted thee, in
My court, a station such as none other woman hath surpassed. Thus have We
preferred thee and raised thee above the rest, as a sign of grace from Him
Who is the Lord of the throne on high and earth below. We have created
thine eyes to behold the light of My countenance, thine ears to hearken
unto the melody of My words, thy body to pay homage before My throne. Do
thou render thanks unto God, thy Lord, the Lord of all the world.
How high is the testimony of the Sadratu'l-Muntaha for its leaf; how
exalted the witness of the Tree of Life unto its fruit! Through My
remembrance of her a fragrance laden with the perfume of musk hath been
diffused; well is it with him that hath inhaled it and exclaimed: 'All
praise be to Thee, O God, my Lord the most glorious!' How sweet thy
presence before Me; how sweet to gaze upon thy face, to bestow upon thee
My loving-kindness, to favour thee with My tender care, to make mention of
thee in this, My Tablet--a Tablet which I have ordained as a token of My
hidden and manifest grace unto thee.
2: O My Leaf! Hearken thou unto My Voice: ...
(3) O My Leaf! Hearken thou unto My Voice: Verily there is none other God
but Me, the Almighty, the All-Wise. I can well inhale from thee the
fragrance of My love and the sweet-smelling savour wafting from the
raiment of My Name, the Most Holy, the Most Luminous. Be astir upon God's
Tree in conformity with thy pleasure and unloose thy tongue in praise of
thy Lord amidst all mankind. Let not the things of the world grieve thee.
Cling fast unto this divine Lote-Tree from which God hath graciously
caused thee to spring forth. I swear by My life! It behoveth the lover to
be closely joined to the loved one, and here indeed is the Best-Beloved of
the world.
II: FROM THE WRITINGS OF 'ABDU'L-BAHA
1: O my well-beloved, deeply spiritual sister! ...
(4) O my well-beloved, deeply spiritual sister! Day and night thou livest
in my memory. Whenever I remember thee my heart swelleth with sadness and
my regret groweth more intense. Grieve not, for I am thy true, thy
unfailing comforter. Let neither despondency nor despair becloud the
serenity of thy life or restrain thy freedom.
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