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’)
