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
Fidal 13 Jalal 183 B.E.
If a person talks to you as an unpleasant duty, with no love or pleasure in his meeting with you, do you wish to converse with him?
‘Abdu’l-Bahá – The Compilation of Compilations vol II, p. 236