O SON OF SPIRIT! The bird seeketh its nest; the nightingale
the charm of the rose; whilst those birds, the hearts of men, content with
transient dust, have strayed far from their eternal nest, and with eyes turned
towards the slough of heedlessness are bereft of the glory of the divine
presence. Alas! How strange and pitiful; for a mere cupful, they have turned
away from the billowing seas of the Most High, and remained far from the most
effulgent horizon. (Baha’u’llah, ‘The Hidden Words of Baha’u’llah’)
