O My children!  I fear lest, bereft of the melody of the dove of heaven, ye will sink back to the shades of utter loss, and, never having gazed upon the beauty of the rose, return to water and clay.

“14:  O friends!  Abandon not the everlasting beauty for a beauty...”

O friends!  Abandon not the everlasting beauty for a beauty that must die, and set not your affections on this mortal world of dust.

“15:  O Son of spirit!  The time cometh, when the nightingale of holiness...”

O Son of spirit!  The time cometh, when the nightingale of holiness will no longer unfold the inner mysteries and ye will all be bereft of the celestial melody and of the voice from on high.

“16:  O essence of negligence!  Myriads of mystic tongues find utterance in one...”

O essence of negligence!  Myriads of mystic tongues find utterance in one speech, and myriads of hidden mysteries are revealed in a single melody; yet, alas, there is no ear to hear, nor heart to understand.

“17:  O comrades!  The gates that open on the Placeless stand wide...”

O comrades!  The gates that open on the Placeless stand wide and the habitation of the loved one is adorned with the lovers’ blood, yet all but a few remain bereft of this celestial city, and even of these few, none but the smallest handful hath been found with a pure heart and sanctified spirit.

“18:  O ye dwellers in the highest paradise!...”

O ye dwellers in the highest paradise!  Proclaim unto the children of assurance that within the realms of holiness, nigh unto the celestial paradise, a new garden hath appeared, round which circle the denizens of the realm on high and the immortal dwellers of the exalted paradise.  Strive, then, that ye may attain that station, that ye may unravel the mysteries of love from its wind-flowers and learn the secret of divine and consummate wisdom from its eternal fruits.  Solaced are the eyes of them that enter and abide therein!

“19:  O My friends!  Have ye forgotten that true and radiant morn,...”

O My friends!  Have ye forgotten that true and radiant morn, when in those hallowed and blessed surroundings ye were all gathered in My presence beneath the shade of the tree of life, which is planted in the all-glorious paradise?  Awe-struck ye listened as I gave utterance to these three most holy words:  O friends!  Prefer not your will to Mine, never desire that which I have not desired for you, and approach Me not with lifeless hearts, defiled with worldly desires and cravings.  Would ye but sanctify your souls, ye would at this present hour recall that place and those surroundings, and the truth of My utterance should be made evident unto all of you.