The Trumpet Blast

             

                   THE TRUMPET BLAST

List of Characters (in order of appearance):

NARRATOR:

TAHIRIH:  The "Pure One", the only woman to be named a Letter of          the Living.

QUDDUS:   The "Holy One", the last Letter of the Living, also         known as the "hidden treasure", the greatest of the         disciples of the Báb.

MIRZA SULAYMAN-I-NURI:  A servant of Bahá’u’lláh.

FATA'L-QAZVINI:  A servant of Tahirih.

WEAK BELIEVER #1:  One of two WEAK BELIEVERS whose faith was         tested by the new Teachings.

'ABDU'L-KHALIQ-ISFAHANI:  A Babí, who, at first, could not accept         the position of Tahirih.

WEAK BELIEVER #2: Same as WEAK BELIEVER #1.

OTHER COMPANIONS: Two or more believers attending the Conference          of Badasht.

                  

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                             Scene

Garden near the hamlet of Badasht, northern Persia.

                             Time

 Beginning of the summer of 1848.

                            ACT  I

                            Scene 1

     SETTING:                In front of the large tent of                             BAHA'U'LLAH.

                           NARRATOR

     (Enters to one side of stage, facing audience.)

The new Message of the Báb was spreading quickly throughout Persia attracting the sincere seekers of Truth to His Call. However, the fanatical Moslem clergy in many places arose up against the Báb and His followers and denounced them as heretics.

Through their mean efforts, the beloved Báb was imprisoned in the terrible mountain prison called Mah-Ku, near the Russian border. In those days, Bahá’u’lláh was respected as one of the most distinguished disciples of the Báb. Bahá’u’lláh future Station as the Supreme Manifestation of God was hidden from all but a few.

In the summer of 1848, while the Báb was in the prison, Mah-Ku, Bahá’u’lláh called together many of the Báb's faithful followers to a Conference in a beautiful place called Badasht. Three gardens were rented; one for TAHIRIH, the first woman disciple of the Báb; one for QUDDUS, among the most important and loved disciple of the Báb; and one for Bahá’u’lláh.

Eighty-one followers came to the Conference of Badasht, which lasted for twenty-two days.  Every day, Bahá’u’lláh revealed a Tablet which would be chanted by one of the believers.  Upon each one gathered at Badasht, Bahá’u’lláh gave a new name.  He was known by the name of Bahá, and it was then that TAHIRIH and QUDDUS began using their new names.  Every day one of the old traditions held by the Moslems was replaced by a new law from the Religion of the Báb.  TAHIRIH and QUDDUS played important parts in this transformation.  TAHIRIH openly proclaimed the independence of the Báb’s Teaching from the Moslem religion.  QUDDUS would reject her views.  This arguing between them led up to a confrontation which took place in the tent of Bahá’u’lláh.  Let's see what happened.

     (NARRATOR opens one hand and arm toward the tent of    Bahá’u’lláh behind him, then exits stage.)

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                            TAHIRIH

     (Enters front of stage facing audience.  TAHIRIH wears the

     shadar, the heavy garments with a veil that covers her     face.)

I am Tahirih, born in Qazvin with the name Zarrin Taj, which means "The Crown of Gold."  I came from a well-known family of Moslem priests. I spent my childhood listening to their religious discussions.

When I heard of the teachings of Siyyid Kazim, which foretold of the coming of the Báb, my heart immediately accepted them. I wrote to Siyyid Kazim and he accepted me as a disciple.  He gave me the name, "Qurratu'l-Ayn", which means "Comfort of the Eyes." 

My family did not like my new beliefs and tried to keep me from them.  One night I dreamt that a holy Soul, wearing a black cloak and a green turban, appeared to me in the heavens.  His hands were raised up, as He recited powerful verses from a book. 

     (TAHIRIH looks up for a moment, then looks out to the audience again and continues.)

When my loyal brother-in-law, who shared my beliefs, left home to look for the Promised Báb, I knew that he would find Him.  I sent a sealed letter with him to give to the Promised One on my behalf, expressing my belief in the Promised One.  My brother-in-law found the Báb and became one of the first believers in the Báb, known as the Letters of the Living. 

When my brother-in-law returned to Qazvin, he brought me some of the Báb’s Writings.  As I read some of the verses, I recognized them as the same ones that the holy Soul had recited in my dream. I have only met my beloved Lord, the Báb, in my dream. He sent me a Tablet and named me, a woman, to be one of the Letters of the Living. Because of this distinction, I know that a new age for women has also begun.

For the past four years, I have dedicated my life to promoting the Cause of the Báb, and I rejoice to suffer for Him.  My conversion shook up the clergy where I live.  Even my family has denounced me.  My husband has left me and taken my children.  All this I gladly sacrifice, for when God's chosen One says, "Am I not your Lord?", we must all reply, "Thou art, Thou art!"

     (TAHIRIH exits slowly to one side of the stage.)

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     (QUDDUS slowly enters from the other side of the stage and      addresses the audience.  QUDDUS wears robes with a sash and     on his head is a turban. He stands very dignified.)

                            QUDDUS

I am Quddus. I was born in Barfurush.  My father died when I was young.  My mother was a descendant of the Imam Hasan, one of holy heroes to the Shia Moslems.  When I was eighteen, I entered the spiritual school of Siyyid Kazim, and four years later I discovered the Holy Báb in Shiraz, and became the last Letter of the Living. 

I had the supreme privilege to accompany the Báb on His pilgrimage to Mecca and Medina.  He has given me the mission to raise up His Call, to be armed with the rod of wisdom and might, and to put my whole reliance upon the grace of God. Until

that day when I can lay down my life in His Path, I shall not rest. 

My precious mother wants me to marry, but my wedding day

will come only with my martyrdom in the Path of the Báb.

     (QUDDUS pauses, looking down at his feet, then he raises his      head high and recites the following words.)

"Whoso seeketh Me, shall find Me. 

Whoso findeth Me, shall be drawn toward Me. 

Whoso draweth nigh unto Me, shall love Me.

Whoso loveth Me, him shall I also love.

He who is beloved of Me, him shall I slay.

He who is slain by Me, I Myself shall be his ransom.

     (QUDDUS pauses to look out over the audience, and then exits      slowly from the stage.)

     (After a brief pause, MIRZA SULAYMAN-I-NURI enters from         the other side of the stage and addresses the audience.)

                     MIRZA SULAYMAN-I-NURI

I am a servant of Bahá’u’lláh.  My name is Mirza Sulayman-i-Nuri.

It is my greatest honor to serve in the tent of Bahá’u’lláh.  Though I feel unworthy even to be in the presence of Bahá’u’lláh, each day He reveals a special Tablet for the friends gathered here at Badasht, which He asks me to chant for them on His behalf.

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Each day I see the friends grow more obedient, each to his own capacity.  But we are like the baby who loves the mother's milk. When she decides to wean him, the baby cries and screams. Leaving our old religion and accepting the new laws and ways revealed by the Báb tests us all.

     (MIRZA SULAYMAN pauses briefly, then steps closer to the    audience and leans forward.)

(With hushed seriousness) Today, I feel a great tension in the air, don't you?  Bahá’u’lláh has become ill and is resting on His bed. The believers are so fond of Him, that they come to visit Him in His tent. He keeps everyone calm and united. 

But TAHIRIH and QUDDUS constantly lash each other with the fire of their words. The believers become confused between which one speaks the truth.  Both TAHIRIH and QUDDUS have the gift of speech and thought, but seldom do they agree.  If it were not for the presence of Bahá’u’lláh, I think fights would break out.

     (MIRZA SULAYMAN slowly turns to exit.  He starts to walk off stage, then stops, faces the audience and says:)

Yes, we are like babies learning to crawl.

     (Exit MIRZA SULAYMAN.)

                                                    

                          End Scene 1

    

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                            Scene 2

          SETTING:            In the tent of Bahá’u’lláh.

                             (A curtain with the Greatest Name on it is located on one backside of the stage, which designates the bed of Bahá’u’lláh. 

          Important note:  "no personal presentation of the Báb,      Bahá’u’lláh or the Master" should be used in dramatizations     of the Faith; "only Their words can be used but no figure     must represent Them"...If the use of light in any way at all     suggests a personification of the Manifestation of God, it   should not be used, but if it can be done without in any way    giving the impression that the Prophet is being represented or personified then there is no objection to its use." --     from letters written on behalf of Shoghi Effendi, pp. 97 and    99 of Lights of Guidance, 2nd edition.

          (MIRZA SULAYMAN is seated by Bahá’u’lláh bed.     Several other men, dressed in Persian 19th Century garments     sit quietly on the back of the stage. Two empty seats are located in mid-center stage close to Bahá’u’lláh bed.    Over the doorway on the opposite side of the stage from      Bahá’u’lláh bed is a sheet or canvas representing the      tent's doorway.  QUDDUS enters the room, humbly, approaches     the bed of Bahá’u’lláh and prostrates on the floor for a   long moment.  He slowly rises and backs to one of the empty   seats and sits down.  'ABDU'L-KHALIQ-ISFAHANI enters after    QUDDUS with two other companions.  Each in turn, humbly bows     before the bed of Bahá’u’lláh and then before QUDDUS, then      each slowly seat themselves next to the other seated    believers. This brief entrance scene should be done with      great reverence to show the respect the Babís had for Bahá’u’lláh and Quddus.)

                            QUDDUS

          (Seated)

We have come to pay our deep respects to Jinab-i-Bahá.  We have heard that He is not feeling well, and hope that the love we bring will aid His health.

                         MIRZA SULAYMAN

          (Bows head slightly to acknowledge the visitors.)

It is an honor to have your presence in the tent of Jinab-i-Bahá.

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          (FATA'L-QAZVINI enters the tent abruptly. He, too, bows          before the bed of Bahá’u’lláh, then backs to the side      of QUDDUS. Facing the audience, he boldly speaks.)

                         FATA'L-QAZVINI

I bring the respects and greetings of TAHIRIH to Jinab-i-Bahá and to the companions gathered here.  Please forgive my bluntness, but as messenger for TAHIRIH, I deliver an invitation to Jinab-i-QUDDUS. 

          (FATA'L-I-QAZVINI nods his head to QUDDUS.)

TAHIRIH requests that QUDDUS visit her in her own garden. She wishes to discuss important matters about the protection of the Faith with him.

                            QUDDUS

          (boldly and decisively.)

I have severed myself entirely from her.  Tell her immediately that I refuse to meet her.

                        FATA'L-I-QAZVINI

As you wish, Jinab-i-QUDDUS.  Again I apologize to Jinab-i-Bahá and the companions for my abrupt interruption.

          (FATA'L-I-QAZVINI reverently bows toward the bed of         Bahá’u’lláh, then nods his head in the direction of         QUDDUS.  He backs to the entrance of the tent and         exits.)

                            QUDDUS

          (QUDDUS stands up.  He is angry and agitated.)

I do not wish to doubt the station of that woman as "The Pure One" as her title-- Tahirih-- suggests.  She is, after all, one of the Letters of the Living named by the Báb Himself.  But she acts in a way that shows she is misguided.  Do not the Writings of the Báb refer to verses in the Holy Book of Muhammad, the Qu'ran, that say: "'God hath not given Me verses that I should change them at My pleasure.' I follow only what is revealed unto Me."?

And yet this Tahirih takes it upon herself to decide what the Báb wants us to do, even though she herself has never met the Báb in person.  Those who follow her views are, indeed, victims of error!

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                        WEAK BELIEVER #1

          (WEAK BELIEVER #1 rises and speaks)

It is true that this woman sees herself as the authority of the Báb’s Teachings.   I heard her tell one of her servants that she considers you, my dear Quddus,

          (turns his face to QUDDUS, then back to the audience)

just a student whom the Báb has sent to her to instruct. What right has a woman to speak like that!

          (WEAK BELIEVER #1 sits down. 'ABDU'L-KHALIQ rises,          faces the audience and speaks.)

                         'ABDU'L-KHALIQ

Yes, I agree.  For several days in the meetings, this woman insists on speaking from behind her curtain. Sure, she speaks in a powerful way, but she takes the Message of the Báb too far.

          ('ABDU'L-KHALIQ sits down.)

                            QUDDUS

          (still angry.)

Did I not accompany the Báb on His pilgrimage to Mecca and Medina, the Holy Places of Muhammad?  As the blessed Báb rode His camel, I walked by His side.  I watched Him send for 19 lambs to be sacrificed as part of the pilgrimage, the meat was then given to the poor. I have carried out every instruction that He has given Me, announcing His Message to the divines.  In Shiraz for delivering the Báb’s Message to the governor, I and my companion Mulla Sadiq were lashed.  Our beards were burned. Then our noses were pierced. Cords were passed through the incisions, and we were led through the streets of the city, as the people laughed and cursed us!  That suffering is my joy! And I forgive my enemies!  But this woman who believes that I am her student: she is the author of heresy!

          (QUDDUS pauses gazing around him, and then he sits          down.)

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                        WEAK BELIEVERS

          (remain seated, nodding their heads in approval, speak          together.)

Yes, yes, that is true!

          (FATA'L-QAZVINI rushes into the tent and approaches the          seat of QUDDUS.)

                         FATA'L-QAZVINI

I have returned to inform you that Tahirih insists that you visit her in her garden.

                            QUDDUS

          (with boldness.)

Tell her that this garden is more pleasant.

                         FATA'L-QAZVINI

But, Jinab-i-Quddus, she insists that you go.

                            QUDDUS

And I insist that I stay here.

                         FATA'L-QAZVINI

If you persist in your refusal, she told me to tell you that she, herself, will come to you.

                            QUDDUS

          (with anger.)

I do not intend to visit Tahirih!

                         FATA'L-QAZVINI

Then, I refuse to go without you.

          (FATA'L-QAZVINI pulls a sword from his sheath and lays          it at the feet of QUDDUS.  FATA'L-QAZVINI kneels before          QUDDUS.)

Either choose to accompany me to the presence of Tahirih or cut off my head with this sword.

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          (Those gathered in the tent whisper loudly together

          nervously watching.  QUDDUS, still seated, takes the        sword from the ground and slowly raises it.  All become

          quiet.)

                            QUDDUS

          (QUDDUS raises the sword to cut the neck of FATA'L-         QAZVINI, who stretches his neck out for QUDDUS to          strike.)

I have already declared my intention not to visit Tahirih.  I am willing to comply with the alternative which you have chosen to put before me.

          (All remain frozen for a moment.  Outside TAHIRIH's         voice is heard shouting.)

                            TAHIRIH

The Trumpet is sounding! The great Bugle is blown!

          (TAHIRIH enters the tent, unveiled before the          gathering. Everyone, except QUDDUS and FATA'L-QAZVINI,          turn to watch TAHIRIH come in. QUDDUS and FATA'L-     QAZVINI do not move.)

The Trumpet is sounding!  The great Bugle is blown!  The universal Advent is now proclaimed!

          (TAHIRIH walks to the right side of QUDDUS and sits         herself next to him. Everyone stands in astonishment,      except QUDDUS, who still has his sword raised above          FATA'L-QAZVINI's head. Slowly, FATA'L-QAZVINI moves          aside to sit on the backside of the stage.)

                        WEAK BELIEVER #2

          (Steps forward)

What right does this woman have to change the Law of Muhammad!

                         'ABDU'L-KHALIQ

          (Steps forward with a knife in his hand.)

How can this woman stand here without her veil?

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          ('ABDU'L-KHALIQ cuts his own throat with his knife. Blood drips all over him.  He exits from the tent screaming.

The two WEAK BELIEVERS clench their fists at TAHIRIH and then exit after 'ABDU'L-KHALIQ.)

          (The remaining believers hide their faces in their          hands or cover their heads with their garments, except

          for MIRZA SULAYMAN, who sits calmly by the bed of           Bahá’u’lláh; and QUDDUS, who maintains his angry stare,          sword in hand, as if ready to strike TAHIRIH.)

                            TAHIRIH

          (She rises from her seat, calmly pushes the sword of        QUDDUS to the side, then takes a step forward and           addresses the gathering, while looking out to the           audience.)

O gathering of men!  Why should you be so surprised that God has chosen a woman as His Gabriel to awaken the sleeping souls?  I am the Word which the Qa'im is to utter, the Word which shall put to flight the chiefs and nobles of the earth!

          (TAHIRIH turns a serious glance toward QUDDUS and           says.)

When you were passing through Khurusan, why did you not perform the deeds that the Faith needed?

                            QUDDUS

          (QUDDUS lowers his sword and answers harshly.)

I am free to follow the promptings of my own conscience.  I am not subject to the will and pleasure of my fellow disciples.

                            TAHIRIH

          (TAHIRIH turns away from QUDDUS.  She opens out her         arms to those gathered in the room and joyfully       speaks. Gradually, the companions uncover their faces         and seat themselves to listen to TAHIRIH.)

This day is a wonderful Day.  We must celebrate this day for the Books of old have prophesied this time. The old religion was good for its time, but now we must have new laws, for the great Day of God has come.  This day is the day of festivity and universal rejoicing; the day when the chains of the past have been cut. Let those who have shared in this great achievement arise and embrace each other.

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          (MIRZA SULAYMAN and others rise. One by one they begin          to smile and relax. Even QUDDUS slowly arises and bows          his head to TAHIRIH.)

          (TAHIRIH looks slowly to QUDDUS, then to the bed of         Bahá’u’lláh as she says.)

Verily, amid gardens and rivers shall the pious dwell in the seat of truth, in the presence of the potent King.

          (Everyone looks at TAHIRIH, then to QUDDUS, then to the          bed of Bahá’u’lláh, as if wondering Who TAHIRIH is          referring to. MIRZA SULAYMAN moves quietly to the          curtain of Bahá’u’lláh bed with his head slightly        leaning to the curtain for a moment. He then steps        toward the audience a step.)

                         MIRZA SULAYMAN

On behalf of Jinab-i-Bahá, I wish to express how important this Conference in Badasht is.  So that all can understand what Day we live in, Jinab-i-Bahá asks that I read the Surih of the Qu'ran named "The Terror" at this time.

          (MIRZA SULAYMAN reaches to a shelf and reverently takes          the Book of the Qu'ran.  He opens it and reads.)

When the inevitable day of judgment shall suddenly come,

no soul shall charge the prediction of its coming with falsehood: it will abase some and exalt others. 

When the earth shall be shaken with a violent shock;

and the mountains shall be dashed in pieces,

and shall become as dust scattered abroad;

and ye shall be separated into three distinct classes:

the companions of the right hand

(how happy shall the companions of the right hand be!);

and the companions of the left hand

(how miserable shall the companions of the left hand be!),

and those who have preceded others in the faith

shall precede them to paradise. 

These are they who shall approach near unto God:

they shall dwell in the Gardens of Delight. 

Therein they shall hear no idle talk, no cause of sin,

only the saying "Peace, Peace!"

          (MIRZA SULAYMAN gently closes the Qu'ran and bows his      head toward the audience.  The others come forward side         by side, hand in hand, facing the audience and bow       together.)

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                            Scene 3

          SETTING:            The gathering remains standing in                          the tent of Bahá’u’lláh.  'ABDU'L- KHALIQ quietly enters the tent and stands next to the rest,      his throat wrapped with a cloth.

          (In front of the tent, the NARRATOR enters and stands      on one side of the stage facing the audience.)

                           NARRATOR

The Conference of Badasht, arranged by Bahá’u’lláh, continued for several more days.  During that time with Bahá’u’lláh loving care, all the differences between the believers were healed. Now the Babís were ready to give up their past traditions and to give their lives to the New Religion brought by the Báb.

Even as the Conference at Badasht ended, the Báb was taken from the Mah-Ku prison to a court in Tabriz where He boldly proclaimed Himself as the Promised One of all ages in front of the leading Moslem priests of Persia.  The Báb was then sent to a prison farther away than Mah-Ku.  His Faith grew no matter what the insincere priests or officials did to stop it, no matter how many of His followers they tortured or killed.  After two years, in 1850, the Báb Himself was martyred.

The unveiling of TAHIRIH at Badasht tested the loyalty and devotion of the believers.  It shook their belief in the Báb.  A few left the Faith.  'ABDU'L-KHALIQ,

          ('ABDU'L-KHALIQ steps forward toward the audience.)

the one who cut his own throat when he saw TAHIRIH without her veils, went away from the tent screaming.  However, as his throat healed, so did his wounded heart, and he became a strong believer. Later he was martyred for his faith in the Báb.

          ('ABDU'L-KHALIQ bows humbly, and then leaves the tent.)

Other of the believers

          (OTHER COMPANIONS and MIRZA SULAYMAN step forward           together, facing the audience.)

soon tasted suffering.  No sooner had the Conference of Badasht ended, then the departing Babís were attacked in a nearby village by people throwing stones at them. Many of the Babís were seriously injured.  Bahá’u’lláh finally convinced the angry villagers to stop their cruelty, and to return the property they had stolen from the Babís.

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          (OTHER COMPANIONS and MIRZA SULAYMAN bow to audience       and then exit.)

Who can doubt the courage and devotion of FATA'L-QAZVINI, the servant and messenger of TAHIRIH?

          (FATA'L-QAZVINI steps forward.)

His love and devotion to TAHIRIH was so great that he was willing to lose his head for his belief, rather than his heart.

          (FATA'L-QAZVINI bows and exits.)

As to QUDDUS, the one considered the Most Holy of the Báb’s disciples,

          (QUDDUS steps forward)

he and several hundred Babís were soon attacked by the Prince's army of seven thousand men. In a homemade fort at Tabarsi, QUDDUS and his companions defended themselves for seven months.  When their food finished, they ate their horses, and fought on foot. When there was no more food, they ate boiled grass, and when the grass was gone, they cooked and ate the leather of their shoes.  Even as their numbers decreased from the battles, the brave Babís could not be defeated by the huge army of the Prince.  Finally, the Prince sent a messenger to Fort Tabarsi holding a copy of the Qu'ran, the Holy Book of the Moslems. The messenger of the Prince told QUDDUS that the army had decided to stop fighting, and that QUDDUS and his remaining companions would be able to leave safely without harm.  Though QUDDUS realized that the messenger was lying, he told his companions that they must honor the Qu'ran, even if it meant their death.  As the defenseless Babís left the fort, they were captured, tortured and killed.  Quddus was taken to his hometown of Barfurush. He was stripped of his clothes, shoes and turban and led through the streets with heavy chains around his body.  The entire population came out to howl and spit at him, and the women of the town began attacking him with axes and knives.  As he was being tortured he was heard to say.

                            QUDDUS

          (QUDDUS extends his arms out toward the audience.)

Would that my mother were with me now, and could see the splendor of my wedding!  Forgive, O my God, the trespasses of this people.  Deal with them in Thy mercy, for they know not what we already have discovered and cherished.  I have striven to show them the path that leads to their salvation; behold how they have risen to

         

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overwhelm and kill me!  Show them, O God, the way of Truth, and turn their ignorance into faith.

     (QUDDUS bows his head.)

                           NARRATOR

The body of QUDDUS was then torn apart, and thrown into a waiting fire.

          (QUDDUS raises his head, looks out over the audience,      and slowly leaves the stage.)

As to TAHIRIH,

          (TAHIRIH steps forward toward the audience.)

who raised the trumpet blast at the Conference of Badasht, she was soon captured and taken before the king of Persia.  She was held a prisoner in the home of the mayor of Tihrán until her family arranged to have her strangled in a garden.  She knew about their plans to kill her and told them.

                            TAHIRIH

          (TAHIRIH speaks clearly and boldly.)

You can kill me as soon as you like, but you cannot stop the emancipation of woman!.

                           NARRATOR

Her body was thrown into a well, and then the well was filled with rocks.

          (TAHIRIH bows her head and slowly exits.)

                           NARRATOR

Of course, we know about Bahá’u’lláh.  In 1852 two years after the martyrdom of the Báb, Bahá’u’lláh was imprisoned in the terrible Black Pit of Tihrán for four months.  Many of his companions were killed in that underground dungeon.  It was in the Black Pit that His Mission as the Glory of God came to Him.

For the next forty years, Bahá’u’lláh and his family were exiled, imprisoned, and banished, until He reached the Most Great Prison in Akká in the Holy Land.  With every affliction that He endured, His Faith spread, and waiting souls everywhere accepted His wonderful Teachings.

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Now, one hundred and twenty-five years after the Ascension of Bahá’u’lláh in 1892, the work to serve the Cause and spread its Teachings is on our shoulders. 

          (Pause briefly)

Perhaps each one of us must pray and prepare ourselves for our own Conference of Badasht inside our hearts.  What must we give up in order to follow Bahá’u’lláh?  What deeds can we do to serve His Cause?  The future of the world depends on what we decide and on what we do.

          (ALL the characters come back in front of the tent of      Bahá’u’lláh, face the audience and sing "We are the        people of Bahá!")

                            The End