My blood, at all times, addresseth me saying: “O Thou Who
art the Image of the Most Merciful! How long will it be ere Thou riddest me of
the captivity of this world, and deliverest me from the bondage of this life?
Didst Thou not promise me that Thou shalt dye the earth with me, and sprinkle
me on the faces of the inmates of Thy Paradise?” To this I make reply: “Be thou
patient and quiet thyself. The things thou desirest can last but an hour. As to
me, however, I quaff continually in the path of God the cup of His decree, and
wish not that the ruling of His will should cease to operate, or that the woes
I suffer for the sake of my Lord, the Most Exalted, the All-Glorious, should be
ended. Seek thou my wish and forsake thine own. Thy bondage is not for my
protection, but to enable me to sustain successive tribulations, and to prepare
me for the trials that must needs repeatedly assail me. Perish that lover who
discerneth between the pleasant and the poisonous in his love for his beloved! Be
thou satisfied with what God hath destined for thee. He, verily, ruleth over
thee as He willeth and pleaseth. No God is there but Him, the Inaccessible, the
Most High.”
- Baha'u'llah
