Bicentenary Poems and Prose

Remover of Difficulties

Remover of Difficulties

"Is there any Remover of difficulties save God? Say: Praised be God! He is God! All are His servants, and all abide by His bidding!"

The Bab1

Is there any Remover of difficulties save God?

My difficulties disperse
Disappear like fog at dawn
When I place them in God's hands

Say: Praised be God!

I intone my gratitude
To the Almighty
And raise my voice in praise
To the Ancient of Days

He is God!

He is the All Glorious Lord
Creator of the universe
Revealed through His Manifestations
In every age

All are His servants,

The joy of my soul
is its usefulness
in the divine path;
its assistance to humanity.

and all abide by His bidding!

Movement
toward unity,
toward fulfilling
the will of God
is continuous.

Poet's Note: ▼

Poem 25 in the 200 I'm writing to celebrate the Bicentenary of the Birth of the Bab.

Footnotes
1  Baha'i Prayers, Page 27.