Go east of your dream and farm. Let peace and silence
spin your yarn.
What harm can befall thee in yon wilderness of clove?
Go on east of ginger trees. Go soft and silent like the
With ease be off and wander in yon wilderness of clove.
Go on past the goldenrods, where fools and angels lose
And gods of our ancestors did immerse themselves in
Go on toward the crimson shore, beyond this life of
Where doors of understanding's house decorates he them
(From Baha'i scripture) "Be lions roaring in the
forests of knowledge,
Whales swimming in the oceans of life."
Prepare to meet Bahá'u'llá'h in the Garden of Clove.
Note: Vahid Odin Spencer provided me with the context
of the closing lyric in October of 1999 --
O Lord! Should the breath of the Holy Spirit confirm
the weakest of
Creatures, he would attain all to which he aspireth and
Possess anything he desireth. Indeed, Thou hast
Thy servants in the past and, though they were the
Weakest of Thy creatures, the lowliest of Thy servants
and the most
Insignificant of those who lived upon the earth,
Thy sanction and potency they took precedence over the
Glorious of Thy people and the most noble of mankind.
Formerly they were as moths, they became as royal
Whereas before they were as brooks, they became as
Thy bestowal and Thy mercy. They became, through Thy
Most great favor, stars shining on the horizon of
Birds singing in the rose gardens of immortality, lions
Roaring in the forests of knowledge and wisdom, and
whales swimming in the oceans of life.
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