Friday, April 10, 2020

O Dwellers of My Paradise!


O Dwellers of My Paradise! With the hands of loving-kindness I have planted in the holy garden of paradise the young tree of your love and friendship, and have watered it with the goodly showers of My tender grace; now that the hour of its fruiting is come, strive that it may be protected, and be not consumed with the flame of desire and passion.

Bahá'u'lláh: The Hidden Words
www.bahai.org/r/478336069

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