Soul: Saplings of the World

Precious saplings, nourished and nurtured for hours upon hours

Allow them to become deeply rooted and blossom beautiful flowers

Wavering in a vicious storm that does surround

Protected by the love from those around

"...I am, O my God, but a tiny seed which Thou hast sown in the soil of Thy love, and caused to spring forth by the hand of Thy bounty. This seed craveth, therefore, in its inmost being, for the waters of Thy mercy and the living fountain of Thy grace. Send down upon it, from the heaven of Thy loving-kindness, that which will enable it to flourish beneath Thy shadow and within the borders of Thy court. Thou art He Who watereth the hearts of all that have recognized Thee from Thy plenteous stream and the fountain of Thy living waters.

Praised be God, the Lord of the worlds."

--Bahá’u’lláh