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Primal Point
Primal Point:
To The Bab
O Primal Point!
Did stellar dust generate
new stars at your nativity?
Radiant orbs shining bright
in their stellar nurseries;
your own companies twinkling.
O Gate of God!
The darkness of dogma's night
your rising light scattered.
Your resplendent sun
woke out of a dreamless sleep
living letters.
I originally wrote this on 2 Mashiyyat 159 B.E. This poem was put to music by a musician in Las Vegas, and sang at the celebration of the Birth of the Bab.
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