Bicentenary Poems and Prose

Feast of Perfection

Feast of Perfection:
To the Blessed Beauty

"Consider, moreover, how the fruit, ere it is formed, lieth potentially within the tree. Were the tree to be cut into pieces, no sign nor any part of the fruit, however small, could be detected. When it appeareth, however, it manifesteth itself, as thou hast observed, in its wondrous beauty and glorious perfection. Certain fruits, indeed, attain their fullest development only after being severed from the tree."

Bahá’u’lláh, Gleanings from the Writings of Bahá’u’lláh , LXXX: “Thou hast asked Me whether man, as apart…”

Blessed Beauty,
you have planted the tree
of your love
in my heart.

Help it to grow,
bloom,
and bear excellence fruit
in the fullness
of time.

Blessed Beauty,
as I approach the consummation
of my life
on this physical plain,
help me
to spread before humanity
the feast celebrating its maturity.

Poet's Note: ▼

This is Poem 24 of 200 Dedicated to the Blessed Beauty.