The everlasting Candle shineth in its naked glory. Behold
how it hath consumed every mortal veil. O ye moth-like lovers of His light!
Brave every danger, and consecrate your souls to its consuming flame. O ye that thirst after Him! Strip yourselves of every earthly
affection, and hasten to embrace your Beloved. With a zest that none can equal
make haste to attain unto Him. The Flower, thus far hidden from the sight of
men, is unveiled to your eyes. In the open radiance of His glory He standeth
before you. His voice summoneth all the holy and sanctified beings to come and
be united with Him. Happy is he that turneth thereunto; well is it with him
that hath attained, and gazed on the light of so wondrous a countenance.
- Baha’u’llah (‘Gleanings from the Writings of Baha’u’llah’)
