Devotional Poetry

To Baha'u'llah

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Azamat 13, 149 B.E.

One hundred years ago today,
The Ancient Beauty ascended into the Abha Kingdom.

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Invocation
To Baha'u'llah

O Glory of God!
I feel the Holy Spirit's power
flowing through your words.
Awestruck
my soul falls prostrate to the ground
begging your forgiveness.

O Lord of Host!
When I read your verses
I hear trumpets echoing taps and reveille,
I see
the old heaven and earth rolled up
and the new spread out in its stead.

3
Pen of Glory

Oh Pen of Glory!
I felt the Holy Spirit
flowing through your words.

Awe-struck
my soul fell to the ground
begging Your forgiveness.

Oh Pen of Glory!
In your words I heard
trumpet echoing taps and reveille.

I saw
a new heaven and earth roll out,
with a new humanity.

4
I Hear Church Bells

I hear church bells in the distance
proclaiming the Day of God,
and resurrecting from night's sepulcher
all with ears to hear.

I hear church bells ringing
announcing the Prince of Peace,
and joyfully calling
the children of a new heaven and earth.

5
Baha'u'llah

He is the Living Temple!
The manifestation of
divine attributes.

He is the beauty
of the All-Glorious Lord:
The Glory of God.

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God's Manifestation

Again God's beauty has appeared,
in the form of the perfect man,
bringing with Him the word of God.

He wrote scriptures of eternal splendor,
that go beyond race or creed,
to speak directly to our souls.

The Glory of God revealed,
new laws for modern men,
and ancient scriptures helped us understand.

7
Day Star

The splendor
of Earth's day star pales
before the Glory of my Beloved.

Its coronal beauty
blushes when confronted
by His grandeur.

8
The Center

Without a center--
the focal point of desire--
love's orbit disintegrates.

9
The Living Temple

No temple build by human hands
can unite humanity:
only the Glory of God,

Poet's Note: ▼

I wrote these poems over several years.