The cherry blossoms were blooming in Washington, D.C., the skies were
a perfect blue, and all things were glorious.
“I entreat Thee by this great, this wondrous splendour and by the
glory of Thine exalted sovereignty, O Thou Who art the Lord of
indomitable power, to transform us through Thy bounty into that which
Thou Thyself dost possess and enable us to become fountains of Thy
light, and graciously vouchsafe unto us that which beseemeth the
majesty of Thy transcendent dominion.” -The Báb