O My Well-Beloved!
Thou hast breathed Thy Breath into Me, and divorced Me from Mine own Self. Thou
didst, subsequently, decree that no more than a faint reflection, a mere emblem
of Thy Reality within Me be left among the perverse and envious. Behold, how,
deluded by this emblem, they have risen against Me, and heaped upon Me their
denials! Uncover Thy Self, therefore, O My Best-Beloved, and deliver Me from My
plight.
Thereupon a Voice
replied: “I love, I dearly cherish this emblem. How can I consent that Mine
eyes, alone, gaze upon this emblem, and that no heart except Mine heart
recognize it? By My Beauty, which is the same as Thy Beauty! My wish is to hide
Thee from Mine own eyes: how much more from the eyes of men!”
I was preparing to
make reply, when lo, the Tablet was suddenly ended, leaving My theme
unfinished, and the pearl of Mine utterance unstrung.
- Baha’u’llah (‘Gleanings
from the Writings of Baha’u’llah’)
