"O My brother! If thou be a champion of this arena, speed within the lands of certitude, that thy soul may be delivered in this day from the bondage of misbelief, and that thou mayest perceive the sweet savours that waft from this garden. Verily, the perfume-laden breezes that carry the fragrance of this city blow over all regions. Forfeit not thy portion thereof and be not of the heedless. How well hath it been said:
His fragrant breaths diffused in Eastern lands could well
To sick ones in the West restore their sense of smell! 5"
-Bahá'u'lláh, Gems of Divine Mysteries (Javáhiru’l-Asrár), pp. 66-67
5. From the Díván of Ibn-i-Fárid.
Homer
No comments:
Post a Comment