May her soul be happy!
O thou afflicted one!
In this great catastrophe [1] the eyes are weeping and the hearts are burning, because that incomparable plant was growing and developing with infinite joy and fragrance in the garden of the love of God. She was stirred into cheerfulness by the wafting of the breeze of providence; day by day she was progressing, and she was at all times the cause of the consolation of the hearts of the friends. I will never forget her, for she was one of the most important personages. But it was destined that she might become free from this material world, the world of physical sufferings and tribulations, and hasten toward the heavenly universe, so that through the showers of the cloud of grace she may obtain the utmost freshness and infinite delicacy and yield luscious fruits. Consequently be thou not unhappy, nor be thou grieved, for she is not counted amongst the dead. Nay rather she was dead, she became alive; she was evanescent, she became eternal; she was earthly, she became heavenly; she lived in the material world, she became wholly spiritual. Like unto a bird she was a prisoner and captive in the cage of this body. This cage was broken; that bird winged its way heavenward, and in the celestial rose-garden she became the associate and companion of other divine birds. Thou shalt find her in that rose-garden with the utmost joy and fragrance.
Convey on my behalf the utmost kindness and love to Mr. and Mrs. Inglis. I beg of God that in this affliction He may bestow upon them patience and consolation, and that they may educate their dear son in accord with their highest and purest standard.
Upon thee be greeting and praise!
(Signed) ‘Abdu’l-Baha Abbas
[1] Refers to the death of her daughter, Harriet Magee.
(Star of the West, vol. 7, no. 19, March 2, 1917)
