Ne’er will love allow a living soul to tread its way;
Ne’er will the falcon deign to seize a lifeless prey. [1]
Love setteth a world aflame at every turn and layeth waste every land wherein it raiseth its banner. Being hath no existence in its kingdom; the wise wield no command within its realm. The leviathan of love swalloweth the master of reason and slayeth the lord of knowledge. It drinketh the seven seas, but its heart’s thirst is still unquenched and it asketh, “Is there yet any more?” [2] It shunneth its own self and draweth away from all on earth.
- Baha’u’llah ('The Seven Valleys', revised translation by the Baha’i World Center included in ‘The Call of the Divine Beloved’)
[1] Poet: Saná’í
[2] Qur’án 50:30
