Soon
the whole world, as in springtime, will change its garb. The turning
and falling of the autumn leaves is past; the bleakness of the winter
time is over. The new year hath appeared and the spiritual springtime is
at hand. The black earth is becoming a verdant garden; the deserts and
mountains are teeming with red flowers; from the borders of the
wilderness the tall grasses are standing like advance guards before the
cypress and jessamine trees; while the birds are singing among the rose
branches like the angels in the highest heavens, announcing the
glad-tidings of the approach of that spiritual spring, and the sweet
music of their voices is causing the real essence of all things to move
and quiver.‘Abdu’l-Baha,
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