Celebrating the two hundredth Anniversaries of The Birth of Baha'u'llah and The Bab
Snow White Bird
In dreamless sleep the world reposed
On that portentous night:
No creature stirred save a snow white bird
Mounting in silent flight.
Over high mountains a bright star rose
Turning night into day;
Waking the children of God from
The beds in which they lay.
Rising it voice in praise of God
The white bird greeted the light;
Rousing from slumbers of heedlessness
Denizens of the night.
Arming hate's bow with the arrows of fear
Aimed at the bird of white;
The sealed in blood its prophesied fate
Turning day into night.
The weeping years marched slowing by
As darker grew the night;
Wile all the songs God's children sing
Were memories of the light.
Above the mountains of men's fears
Rose two bright blinding stars;
Shedding upon the darkness of hate
Unity's purifying fires.
Through the sacred Gate of God
From the Garden of Paradise,
Returned the spirit of the snow white bird
In the Nightingale of Paradise.
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