Moat and Citadel of Prison of Baha'u'llah, Akka (Stereo Photograph)
"He is the Most Glorious.
O thou verdant, fresh, and radiant leaf! Were we to weep and moan for a hundred thousand years at this Supreme Affliction,63 to sigh and lament, to rend our garments in sorrow, to shed tears and heap dust upon our heads, and to pine away with grief, this pain would never be stilled, this wound never healed, this fire never quenched. It behoveth us, therefore, to see ourselves, at every breath, as standing ready to depart to the next world, and to arise to carry out that which is conducive to eternal life and would cause us to ascend unto the Kingdom and to attain the court of His Presence. The glory of God rest upon thee."
(Light of the World: Selected Tablets of ‘Abdu’l-Bahá, #36)
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63. The Ascension of Bahá'u'lláh May 29, 1892
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