Devotional Poetry

A Babi's Reply to His Executioner

A Babi's Reply to His Executioner

It was not the tea that beguiled me!
I was roused
from my deep slumber
by the wind of God's utterances
flowing across the parched wind of my soul.

It was not the tea that beguiled me!
Inebriated
by the wind of faith
flowing from the Primal Point
I passed through the Gate of Paradise.

Poet's Note: ▼

I wrote this in 152 B.E. The inspiration was an accusation, by accusers, that the tea at Babi firesides was beguiled, and that was the reason so many accepted the claims of the Bab.