The world is in travail, and its agitation waxeth day by day. Its face is turned towards waywardness and unbelief. Such shall be its plight, that to disclose it now would not be meet and seemly. Its perversity will long continue. And when the appointed hour is come, there shall suddenly appear that which shall cause the limbs of mankind to quake. Then, and only then, will the Divine Standard be unfurled, and the Nightingale of Paradise warble its melody.

Bahá’u’lláh: Gleanings from the Writings of Bahá’u’lláh, p. 118

 

I had no idea a wind sock indicated direction 

and speed.

 Just one time,

I loved life.

Just one time

And that’s all. 

Hope shone brightly,

The hope that illuminates the path

Of my loneliness.

Just once, my soul I entrust

With sweet and total surrender.

And, when that miracle brings about

The wonder of loving each other,

There are festival bells

That ring in one’s heart.

 

Donkey reunited with girl who raised it.

 Shillelagh from my Daly clan

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