And what of the delights of these gardens—their exquisite grounds and gentle breezes, their purling streams, their soughing winds, their cooing doves and rustling leaves? … Alas for them! All have perished and are gone to rest beneath a canopy of dust.”

– Bahá’u’lláh, The Summons of the Lord of Hosts

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