Haifa Life

Thursday, July 27, 2006

Ponderments

July 2006

When we sit and the red streaks throb,
Sending mental reminders of too many hours,
Caught in the clutches of one’s own mind,
Hungering away to serve the all-pervasive Truth,
Lost in friendship or disgrace,
More acutely away of inner failings than ever before,
Tiredness in lost time and frustrated sighs,
Ponderments over sweet lamb dinner, white rice,
Laughs that hold many smiles,
Realizing that death is a veil without fear,
The hand has stretched forth to move the carpet,
Many have been swept aside into the night,
Teary eyes and groaning hearts remain on vigil,
To see a pain soul deep bends emotions,
Lingering testimony to these few days,
Raising above a Haifa skyline,Another rocket falls.

Midnight dark

July 2006

What has become of nobility and the righteous heart,
Where sings the fair voice of ethics,
Upon which branch is the bird of equity,
From what harbor will sail the ship of might,
Where are the stars of heavenly light,
What time are the limbs to wail,
Why are we questioning endless questions,
Do they even hear the constant barrage,
Curiosity, pain, sadness, prayer, hope, peace,
All pin pricks of the expansive vision,
The cycling of cataclysmic events into waves of purity,
Time signs and repeated warnings of underlying intention,
A world to emerge purged from its past,
Prepared for its future, stretching into the far reaches of time,
The body of man shall have prayed, “my steps be made firm.”,O Lord, Who guidest in the midnight dark.

Saturday, July 01, 2006

Wonderful Stories about Ridván Gardens near Bahji

Please take these stories as passed down accounts of the beautiful history of the Ridván Gardens at the very center of the world.


1. The custodian of Ridván Gardens near Bahji always took pains to make sure that the tiles under the two giant Mulberry trees, overshadowing the still bubbling fountain and blue benches, were always cleaned and swept for Baha’u’llah as the tree would continually drop berries that attracted flies and bugs. It was a tedious service and one that had to be done on a continuous basis. One day Abdu'l-Karím was cleaning the Mulberry fruit from off the marble tiles around the fountain in what Bahá’u’lláh termed His “Green Island” when Bahá’u’lláh arrived and the cleaning had not yet been finished.

Abdu’l-Karím was very sad that he was not able to have the place ready for the Blessed Beauty and he mentioned this to His Holiness. Bahá’u’lláh then said that those two trees would not produce anymore fruit the next year. This came to pass much to Abdu’l-Karím’s happiness and these two mulberry trees did not produce any fruit ever again. During the time of ‘Abdu’l-Bahá the trees were replanted with the same species and once again this blessing of Bahá’u’lláh continued and even to this day the two Mulberry trees produce no messy fruit.


2. Another story that has been passed down from this Blessed Spot is about a ravenous bunch of locusts. One day a swarm of locusts moved into the Garden and began eating all the green leaves and plants. Abdu’l-Karím at first explained the situation to Bahá’u’lláh and He replied that they should be left alone as they needed something to eat as well. Again Abdu’l-Karím exasperatedly asked Bahá’u’lláh if nothing could be done as these locusts were eating the very shade that was sheltering His head. Bahá’u’lláh then shook His garment and the locusts obeying their very Source of Life flew away as quickly as they had come.