O my friend, the affection of my heart unto thee cannot be
expressed through any interpretation, and I can hardly write it or acknowledge
it: Turn with thy breast unto the heart of Abdul-Baha, and then this concealed
fact will be disclosed, and the hidden mystery [be] unveiled unto thee.
Verily, I beseech God to make thee a tree with ripened
fruits within reach, overshadowing those regions.
It is incumbent upon thee to be meek, to be humble, to be
submissive and suppliant before the Threshold of the Merciful. It is incumbent
upon thee to serve the beloved of God in that spiritual clime.
- ‘Abdu’l-Baha ('Tablets of ‘Abdu’l-Baha, vol. 1')
