Memorials of the Faithful
Áqá Alíy-i-Qazvíní
This eminent man had high
ambitions and aims. He was
to a supreme degree constant, loyal and firmly rooted in
his faith, and he was among the earliest and greatest of the
believers. At the very dawn of the new Day of Guidance
he became enamored of the Báb and began to teach. From
morning till dark he worked at his craft, and almost every night he entertained the friends at supper. Being host in this way to friends in the spirit, he guided many seekers to
the Faith, attracting them with the melody of the love of
God. He was amazingly constant, energetic, and persevering.
Then the perfume-laden air began to stir from over the
gardens of the All-Glorious, and he caught fire from the
newly kindled flame. His illusions and fancies were burned
away and he arose to proclaim the Cause of Bahá'u'lláh.
Every night there was a meeting, a gathering that rivaled
the flowers in their beds. The verses were read, the prayers
chanted, the good news of the greatest of Advents was
shared. He spent most of his time in showing kindness to
friend and stranger alike; he was a magnanimous being,
with open hand and heart.
The day came when he set out for the Most Great
Prison, and arrived with his family at the Akká fortress.
He had been afflicted with many a hardship on his journey,
but his longing to see Bahá'u'lláh was such that he
found the calamities easy to endure; and so he measured
off the miles, looking for a home in God's sheltering grace.
At first he had means; life was comfortable and pleasant.
Later on, however, he was destitute and subjected to terrible
ordeals. Most of the time his food was bread, nothing
else; instead of tea, he drank from a running brook. Still,
he remained happy and content. His great joy was to enter
the presence of Bahá'u'lláh; reunion with his Beloved was
bounty enough; his food was to look upon the beauty of
the Manifestation; his wine, to be with Bahá'u'lláh. He was
always smiling, always silent; but at the same time, his
heart shouted, leapt and danced.
Often, he was in the company of `Abdu'l-Baha. He was
an excellent friend and comrade, happy, delightful; favored
by Bahá'u'lláh, respected by the friends, shunning
the world, trusting in God. There was no fickleness in him, his inner condition was always the same: stable, constant, firmly rooted as the hills.
Whenever I call him to mind, and remember that
patience and serenity, that loyalty, that contentment, involuntarily
I find myself asking God to shed His bounties
upon Áqá `Alí. Misfortunes and calamities were forever
descending on that estimable man. He was always ill,
continually subjected to unnumbered physical afflictions.
The reason was that when at home and serving the Faith
in Qazvín, he was caught by the malevolent and they
beat him so brutally over the head that the effects stayed
with him till his dying hour. They abused and tormented
him in many ways and thought it permissible to inflict
every kind of cruelty upon him; yet his only crime was to
have become a believer, and his only sin, to have loved
God. As the poet has written, in lines that illustrate the
plight of Áqá `Alí:
By owls the royal falcon is beset.
They rend his wings, though he is free of sin.
"Why"--so they mock--"do you remember yet
That royal wrist, that palace you were in?"
He is a kingly bird: this crime he did commit.
Except for beauty, what was Joseph's sin?
Briefly, that great man spent his time in the Akká
prison, praying, supplicating, turning his face toward
God. Infinite bounty enfolded him; he was favored by
Bahá'u'lláh, much of the time admitted to His presence
and showered with endless grace. This was his joy and
his delight, his great good fortune, his dearest wish.
Then the fixed hour was upon him, the daybreak of his
hopes, and it came his turn to soar away, into the invisible
realm. Sheltered under the protection of Bahá'u'lláh, he
went swiftly forth to that mysterious land. To him be salutations and praise and mercy from the Lord of this world and the world to come. May God light up his resting-place
with rays from the Companion on high.
Memorials of the Faithful
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