Release yourselves, O nightingales of God, from the thorns
and brambles of wretchedness and misery, and wing your flight to the
rose-garden of unfading splendor. O My friends that dwell upon the dust! Haste
forth unto your celestial habitation. Announce unto yourselves the joyful
tidings: “He Who is the Best-Beloved is come! He hath crowned Himself with the
glory of God’s Revelation, and hath unlocked to the face of men the doors of
His ancient Paradise.”
- Baha’u’llah (‘Gleanings from the Writings of
Baha’u’llah’)
