The Divine Springtime is come, O Most Exalted Pen, for the festival of the All-Merciful is fast approaching.Bestir thyself, and magnify, before the entire creation, the Name of God, and celebrate His praise, in such wise that all created things may be regenerated and made new. Speak and hold not thy peace. The day-star of blissfulness shineth above the horizon of Our Name, the Blissful, inasmuch as the kingdom of the name of God hath been adorned with the ornament of the name of thy Lord, the Creator of the heavens. Arise before the nations of the earth, and arm thyself with the power of this Most Great Name, and be not of those who tarry.
...No veil whatever have I allowed, O Lord of all names and Creator of the heavens, to shut me from the recognition of the glories of Thy Day - the Day which is the light of guidance unto the whole world, and the sign of the Ancient of Days unto all them that dwell therein. ..
This is the Day whereon naught can be seen except the splendours of the Light that shineth from the Face of Thy Lord, the Gracious, the Most Bountiful. Verily, We have caused every soul to expire by virtue of Our irresistable and all-subduing sovereignty. We have then, called into being a new creation, as a token of Our grace unto men. I am, verily, the All-Bountiful, the Ancient of Days.
This is the Day whereon the unseen world crieth out:"Great is thy blessedness, O earth, for thou hast been made the foot-stool of thy God, and been chosen as the seat of His mighty throne." The realm of glory exclaimeth:"Would that my life could be sacrificed for thee, for He Who is the Beloved of the All-Merciful hath established His sovereignty upon thee, through the power of His Name that hath been promised unto all things, whether of the past or of the future."
This is the Day whereon every sweet smelling thing hath derived its fragrance from the smell of My garment- a garment that hath shed its perfume upon the whole of creation. This is the Day whereon the rushing waters of everlasting life have gushed out of the Will of the All-Merciful. Haste ye, with your hearts and souls, and quaff your fill, O Concourse of the realms above!
...He it is Who is the Manifestation of Him Who is the Unknowable, the Invisible of the Invisibles, could ye but perceive it. He it is Who hath laid bare before you the hidden and treasured Gem, where ye to seek it. He it is Who is the One Beloved of all things, whether of the past or of the future. Would that ye might set your hearts and hopes upon Him!
...This is the Paradise on whose foliage the wine of utterance hath imprinted the Testimony: "He that was hidden from the eyes of men is revealed, girded with sovereingty and power!" This is the Paradise, the rustling of whose leaves proclaims: "O ye that inhabit the heavens and the earth! There hath appeared what hath never previously appeared. He, Who from everlasting, had concealed His Face from the sight of creation is now come." From the whispering breeze that wafteth amidst its branches there cometh the cry: "He Who is the sovereign Lord of all is made manifest. The Kingdom is God's," while from its streaming waters can be heard the murmur:"All eyes are gladdened, for He Whom none hath beheld, Whose secret no one hath discovered, hath lifted the veil of glory, and uncovered the countenance of Beauty."
...This is the Day whereon He Who is the Revealer of the names of God stepped forth out of the Tabernacle of glory, and proclaimed unto all who are in the heavens and all who are on earth:"Put away the cups of Paradise and all the life-giving waters they contain, for lo, the people of Bahá have entered the blissful abode of the Divine Presence, and quaffed the wine of reunion, from the chalice of the beauty of their Lord, the All-Possessing, the Most High."
...Our loving Providence hath pervaded all created things, and Our grace encompassed the earth and the heavens. This is the Day...whereon those that are nigh unto Him are able to drink of the soft-flowing river of immortality, and they who believe in His unity, the wine of His Presence, through their recognition of Him Who is the Highest and Last End of all, in Whom the Tongue of Majesty and Glory voiceth the call: "The Kingdom is Mine, I, Myself, am, of Mine own right, its Ruler.
The Best Beloved is come. In His right hand is the sealed Wine of His name. Happy is the man who turneth unto Him, and drinketh his fill, and exclaimeth: "Praise be to Thee, O Revealer of the signs of God!"
Bahaullah, Gleanings from the Writings of Bahaullah
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Kind regards from Laila