They who soar in the heaven of
singleness and reach to the sea of the Absolute, reckon this city—which is the
station of life in God—as the furthermost state of mystic knowers, and the
farthest homeland of the lovers. But to this evanescent One of the mystic
ocean, this station is the first gate of the heart’s citadel, that is, man’s
first entrance to the city of the heart; and the heart is endowed with four
stages, which would be recounted should a kindred soul be found.
When the pen set to picturing this
station,
It broke in pieces and the page was torn. [1]
(Baha’u’llah, ‘The Seven Valleys and the Four Valleys’)
[1] Persian
mystic poem
