Soon will our handful of days, our vanishing life, be gone,
and we shall pass, empty-handed, into the hollow that is dug for those who
speak no more; wherefore must we bind our hearts to the manifest Beauty, and
cling to the lifeline that faileth never. We must gird ourselves for service,
kindle love’s flame, and burn away in its heat. We must loose our tongues till
we set the wide world’s heart afire, and with bright rays of guidance blot out
the armies of the night, and then, for His sake, on the field of sacrifice,
fling down our lives.
- ‘Abdu’l-Baha (‘Selections from the Writings of
‘Abdu’l-Baha’)
