O thou bird of the Rose-garden of the Kingdom!

In appearance there hath some time elapsed since news hath been received from thee, but in spirit the arrival of the news is uninterrupted. I hope, from the bounties of the Exalted, the Quickener of the souls, that thou mayest not rest for one moment but pulsate constantly like unto the pulsation of an artery in the body of the world, to infuse the spirit of life in the souls and suffer the people to soar up the the zenith of the Kingdom.

Undoubtedly, write thou letters and do not stop correspondence even in appearance.

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Notes

1. [The following extract from a Tablet as received bore no opening line of address.]