“13: O MY CHILDREN! I fear lest, bereft of the melody of the dove of...”
O MY CHILDREN! I fear lest, bereft of the melody of the dove of heaven, ye will sink back to the shades of utter loss, and, never having gazed upon the beauty of the rose, return to water and clay.
“14: O FRIENDS! Abandon not the everlasting beauty for a beauty...”
O FRIENDS! Abandon not the everlasting beauty for a beauty that must die, and set not your affections on this mortal world of dust.
“15: O SON OF SPIRIT! The time cometh, when the nightingale of holiness...”
O SON OF SPIRIT! The time cometh, when the nightingale of holiness will no longer unfold the inner mysteries and ye will all be bereft of the celestial melody and of the voice from on high.