Verily I read thy last letter and gathered from its
meanings the mysteries of thy great love. I supplicate
to my Lord that He may at every moment increase
thy joy and fragrance, thy speech and utterance, thine
attraction and enkindlement, and that He may heal thee
from the infirmities which have affected thee and weakened
thy feeble body, and strengthen thee to guide mankind
into the Supreme Kingdom and quicken hearts by
the fragrances of the Paradise of Abha, so that thou
mayest become a bird warbling upon the twigs of the
Tree of Life, with most wonderful melodies and most
charming tunes.