Happy Ridvan
Baha’u’llah In the Garden of Ridvan
He walks among the blossoms,
the rose and vagrant vine
that wander through the garden
perfuming paradise.
His violet scented words
proclaim a new day
and revealed to us a new vision;
a new view for humanity.
Through the Glory of God’s pen
our vast differences vanish,
replaced by unity.
He walked among the blossoms
in the Garden of Paradise;
we celebrate His declaration,
intone the verses of His tablets
and put cut roses in a crystal vase.
He walks among the blossoms,
the rose and vagrant vine
that wander through the garden
perfuming paradise.
His violet scented words
proclaim a new day
and revealed to us a new vision;
a new view for humanity.
Through the Glory of God’s pen
our vast differences vanish,
replaced by unity.
He walked among the blossoms
in the Garden of Paradise;
we celebrate His declaration,
intone the verses of His tablets
and put cut roses in a crystal vase.
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That's just beautiful!
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