The Tongues of Reality | The Tongues of Reality | 8
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Or, it is as if each blossoming tree has opened thousands of gazing eyes and has caused thousands of others to open in order to behold, not with one or two eyes but with thousands, the Glorious Fashioner's wonders of art which are being broadcast and exhibited, and so that attentive people will gaze on them, too.
Or, it is as if each blossoming tree has beautified its verdant limbs with the finest adornment for the moment of its parade and for its own particular festival in the general festival of spring, so that its Glorious Monarch will contemplate the gifts, subtle wonders, and resplendent works of art He has bestowed upon it; and so that He will present to creation's gaze the bejewelled instances of His mercy, in springtime, and on the face of the earth, which is the exhibition of Divine art; and so that He will proclaim to mankind the wisdom in the creation of the tree.
He demonstrates the perfection of Divine Power through showing what important treasure there is in its delicate branches and what significant wealth there is in the fruits of His merciful bounties.
The imagination sees heavenly angels embodied from these trees
With thousands of flutes.
From these flutes the consciousness hears
The praises of the Ever-Living One.
Their leaves have tongues, each reciting the words, It is He! It is He!
Meaning,
O Ever-Living One! O Ever-Living One!
Since all things chant in unison, There is no god but He,
And they are seeking Truth,
From beginning to end they recite, O Ever-Living One!
They are chanting in unison, O God!
And We send down from the skies water rich in blessings.13

A Short Addendum to the First Stopping-Place
Listen to the verse:
Do they not look at the sky above them? How We have made it and adorned it, and there are no flaws in it? 14
Then look at the face of the heavens, you see how it is silent in its tranquillity; how it is in motion with wisdom, how it is radiant with majesty, how it smiles with its adornment. An unending and infinite sovereignty is proclaimed to those who think by the order in its creation, by the symmetry in its art, by its shining lamps, its brilliant lanterns, its glittering stars.
Do they not look at the sky above them? How We have made it and adorned it, and there are no flaws in it?
No Voice