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		And I did not realize an evening except that in it, what you prevented the breezes of your mercy from the possible and closed the doors of your grace on the faces of beings has come to me. By Your glory, my beloved, I became perplexed in my case, and then you watch me like a whale curled up in the dust and hear the cry of my heart, O you who hold the might of the verses in your hand. And all of this came to me after I called them to share your talents and kindnesses, introduced them to the methods of your order and your pleasure, and commanded them to submit to the door of your mercy and roses to the yard of your individual glory. And whenever I called them, O [235] my God, with what You inspired me of the beauties of Your words and the jewels of Your verses, they turned away from a matter that no one can count. And you counted it with your authority and knowledge.

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	And they, my God, have left behind your judgments and forgotten what you advised them to do in your tablets. I wish they were content with that, rather each one [234] of them wrote a book about which your soul burned, the facts of everything, and the livers of those close to your loved ones and the sanctified ones among your chosen ones. And they spread it in the country so that the sanctity of God among his people, the honor of God among his people, and the respect of God among his servants would be lost. By Your Honor, O my Beloved, I did not catch a morning except that my sight returned to what my liver was burning, my soul was troubled by, and my heart was grieved. And with that, I wept with the eyes of my secret, and with my weeping the eyes of those whom You honored from among Your creatures, whom You chose from among Your creation, and made them the landings of Your revelation, the stores of Your knowledge, the manifestations of Your command, the springs of Your power, the places of Your inspiration, and the sunrises of the suns of Your benevolence.

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		And they, my God, have left behind your judgments and forgotten what you advised them to do in your tablets. I wish they were content with that, rather each one [234] of them wrote a book about which your soul burned, the facts of everything, and the livers of those close to your loved ones and the sanctified ones among your chosen ones. And they spread it in the country so that the sanctity of God among his people, the honor of God among his people, and the respect of God among his servants would be lost. By Your Honor, O my Beloved, I did not catch a morning except that my sight returned to what my liver was burning, my soul was troubled by, and my heart was grieved. And with that, I wept with the eyes of my secret, and with my weeping the eyes of those whom You honored from among Your creatures, whom You chose from among Your creation, and made them the landings of Your revelation, the stores of Your knowledge, the manifestations of Your command, the springs of Your power, the places of Your inspiration, and the sunrises of the suns of Your benevolence.

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	However, how can I remember you, O my beloved, after what has forfeited your honor for the succession of issues and the succession of misfortunes? I will not find an opportunity to weep for myself, and how [233] praise Yourself, the Most High, the Great. Whenever I want to commend You with praise or draw near to You with the praises of Your remembrance, the enmity of Your enemies and the tyranny of Your wilderness prevent me so that if I turn to the right I find the Book of the Prisoner from one of Your creation, and in it is what the pillars of everything are confused about, then the pillars of the kingdom of Your Most Beautiful Names. And whenever I turn to the left, I find a book from Al-Fajjar. And in it what she shouted, clamored, and lamented the truths of Your Chosen Ones and the hearts of Your Prophets after You have commanded the fullness of eloquence who claim to believe in Yourself, to acknowledge Your individuality, and to submit when the lights of the glory of Your Oneness appear, that every soul in each one write a book confirming Your command in this manifestation with which You shone. The sun of glory and power is on the horizon of the sky of the glory of Your Mercy, so that the servants may remember it and await this news that You announced to them in all Your tablets, scrolls, and sheets of Your glory, with Your word of truth, addressing the full of statement: And you are in every one a book of proof of whom We reveal to each other, you write, so that on the day of His appearance, you may write with what you write. to work.

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		However, how can I remember you, O my beloved, after what has forfeited your honor for the succession of issues and the succession of misfortunes? I will not find an opportunity to weep for myself, and how [233] praise Yourself, the Most High, the Great. Whenever I want to commend You with praise or draw near to You with the praises of Your remembrance, the enmity of Your enemies and the tyranny of Your wilderness prevent me so that if I turn to the right I find the Book of the Prisoner from one of Your creation, and in it is what the pillars of everything are confused about, then the pillars of the kingdom of Your Most Beautiful Names. And whenever I turn to the left, I find a book from Al-Fajjar. And in it what she shouted, clamored, and lamented the truths of Your Chosen Ones and the hearts of Your Prophets after You have commanded the fullness of eloquence who claim to believe in Yourself, to acknowledge Your individuality, and to submit when the lights of the glory of Your Oneness appear, that every soul in each one write a book confirming Your command in this manifestation with which You shone. The sun of glory and power is on the horizon of the sky of the glory of Your Mercy, so that the servants may remember it and await this news that You announced to them in all Your tablets, scrolls, and sheets of Your glory, with Your word of truth, addressing the full of statement: And you are in every one a book of proof of whom We reveal to each other, you write, so that on the day of His appearance, you may write with what you write. to work.

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	Where is the abode of the tyranny of Abhi, where are the most beautiful words in conversations with the Most High God, the Most High descends: Upon you, O Baha’u’llah, beloved of Baha, is the remembrance of God and His splendor, then the splendor of the people of the Most High, then the splendor of the people of the cities of survival, then the splendor of all things, then the splendor of yourself For yourself, and the splendor of this splendor that appeared for your victory between the two worlds. O Beloved of Baha, by Your might and majesty, You did not fall short in conveying Your message to Your servants and managing Your creation, and in all of that You desired nothing but their submission before the authority of Your Oneness and reverence at the appearance of the lights of Your destination. By Your glory, O my Beloved, I find myself ashamed of what I have communicated to my advent, as you breathed only with my remembrance, and you spoke only to prove my case, and nothing came out of your pen except what your self intended to remember and praise me. And in every matter, what appeared from you would be self-indulgence, frank in my appearance, and talk about my beauty.

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		Where is the abode of the tyranny of Abhi, where are the most beautiful words in conversations with the Most High God, the Most High descends: Upon you, O Baha’u’llah, beloved of Baha, is the remembrance of God and His splendor, then the splendor of the people of the Most High, then the splendor of the people of the cities of survival, then the splendor of all things, then the splendor of yourself For yourself, and the splendor of this splendor that appeared for your victory between the two worlds. O Beloved of Baha, by Your might and majesty, You did not fall short in conveying Your message to Your servants and managing Your creation, and in all of that You desired nothing but their submission before the authority of Your Oneness and reverence at the appearance of the lights of Your destination. By Your glory, O my Beloved, I find myself ashamed of what I have communicated to my advent, as you breathed only with my remembrance, and you spoke only to prove my case, and nothing came out of your pen except what your self intended to remember and praise me. And in every matter, what appeared from you would be self-indulgence, frank in my appearance, and talk about my beauty.

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	~~And this person is one of the poems that flow from the mouth of Abda Ahli in Iraq.~~

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And this person is one of the poems that flow from the mouth of Abda Ahli in Iraq.