“During the days I lay in the prison of Tihrán, though the
galling weight of the chains and the stench-filled air allowed Me but little
sleep, still in those infrequent moments of slumber I felt as if something
flowed from the crown of My head over My breast, even as a mighty torrent that
precipitateth itself upon the earth from the summit of a lofty mountain. Every
limb of My body would, as a result, be set afire. At such moments My tongue
recited what no man could bear to hear.” (Baha’u’llah, ‘Epistle to the Son of
the Wolf’)
(From ‘Baha’u’llah’; A statement prepared by the Bahá'í International
Community Office of Public Information, at the request of the Universal House
of Justice and published in 1992)