Winter
When winter comes, the trees are leafless, the fields and meadows withered, the flowers die away into dust heaps; in prairie, mountain and garden no freshness lingers, no beauty is visible, no verdure can be seen. Everything is clad in the robe of death. Wherever you look around, you will find the expression of death and decay.
- ‘Abdu’l-Bahá, The Promulgation of Universal Peace, p. 276
Quote of the Day
Jamal 3 Nur 183 B.E.
If material anxiety envelops you in a dark cloud, spiritual radiance lightens your path. If your days on earth are numbered, you know that everlasting life awaits you.
‘Abdu’l-Bahá – Paris Talks, p. 111