11: What you had written concerning the ...
What you had written concerning the memorial gatherings of men and women believers
to mourn the Most Exalted Leaf, who was the
peerless fruit of the Holy Tree, and to commemorate
the ascension of her who was the most glorious
trust left on earth by the Lord--may the souls of
holy men and women be a sacrifice for her sacred
resting-place--has been received by the Guardian.
It cannot be imagined to what a degree this
terrible and calamitous event has saddened him,
and, more than words can tell, clouded the radiance
of his heart. For that holy being, that resplendent
person, with all her heart and soul and endless love,
had ever fostered and cherished him in the warm
embrace of her celestial tenderness. She was his
single, dear companion, she was his one and only
consolation in the world, and that is why he is so
burdened down with the passing of her high and
stately presence, and why the departure of that
comely spirit is so hard for him to bear.
She who was left in trust by Bahá'u'lláh was the
symbol of His infinite compassion, the day star in
the heaven of His bounty and grace. That sanctified
spirit revealed the loving-kindness of Him who was
the Beauty of the All-Glorious, and was the welling
spring of the favours and bestowals of Him Who was
the Lord, the Most High. She was the comforter of
anyone who grieved, the solace of any with a broken
heart. She, that Remnant of Bahá, was a loving
mother to the orphan, and for the hapless and bewildered
it was she who would find a way. Her holy life
lit up the world; her heavenly qualities and ways were
a standard for people all over the earth. Like a cloud of
grace, she showered down gifts, and her bestowals,
like the morning winds, refreshed the soul.
Stranger and friend alike were captured by her
loving-kindness, her spiritual nature, her unceasing
care for them and tender ways; enamoured of her
great indulgence toward them, and how she favoured
them and cherished them. The mind could only
marvel at that subtle and ethereal being, at the
majesty and greatness of her, and the heavenly
modesty, and the forbearance and long suffering.
Even in the thick of the worst ordeals, she would
smile like an opening rose, and no matter how dark
and calamitous the times, like a bright candle she
would shed her light.
The Guardian sends messages of heartfelt condolence
to all of you, and asks you to be submissive and
acquiescent and patient, and loyally to arise and
serve, and take for your model that precious treasure
of the Abhá Paradise.
You had asked the Guardian as to the nine months
of mourning, during which all Bahá'í festivities are
to be suspended. His answer is that this refers to nine
solar months. He says further that the blessed and
exalted Leaf ascended at one hour after midnight, on
the eve of Friday, July 15.