I have been scanning the human rights websites in relation to Iran to gather information on the violations of the human rights of the Baha’is of Iran. I am particularly interested to write about the human rights of the Baha’i children in Iran. The have such tender loins and soft hearts. I am not sure how long they can endure the blows coming at them from far and wide.
A wonderful development I am beginning to notice which we have not had anything like it in the past. This wonderful fruit of injustice is our reaching out to each other and drawing the lines to separate us not due to class, religion, ethnicity or color. The human right activists of Iran have arrived to see only distinction between humanity and inhumanity. I applaud that.
Reading about the degree of inhumanity heaped upon so many human beings no matter who they are tore my heart apart. It is so easy to feel disheartened and give up. But we cannot and we must not even if it is to keep the hope of those who are in the front lines deflecting the darts of hatred and ignorance.
I was visiting one of the universally minded human rights sites from Iran called Reporters and Human rights Activists of Iran (RAHANA)
I was reading some of the blogs about the abuses of human rights of the Baha’is of Iran. But I also was deeply saddened and struck by anguish when I read what horrible price the rest of humanity in Iran is paying for speaking up as humans.
I was impelled to write a comment followed by a prayer. I would like to share it with you.
My heart continues to bleed for all the injustice that the innocent suffers, but we must pause. There is no time to cry, there is no moments to loose. We cannot feel sad, we cannot feel mad, we cannot feel helpless. We must rise in unity with our hands locked only in prayer supplicating to the one and only creator to end this dark night in our homeland and let there be light once and for all. Then and only then all the owls of the night will vanish and disperse and a new day of peace and tranquility will dawn and the birds of hope start to sing. I will continue to say the following from one of the Baha’i prayers by Abdu’l-Baha who was exiled all his life from His homeland of Iran to Palestine and imprisoned from childhood until He was an old man, to heal the sick body of our beloved homeland, Iran.
“O God! Make us as waves of the sea, as flowers of the garden, united, agreed through the bounties of Thy love. O God! Dilate the breasts through the signs of Thy oneness, and make all mankind as stars shining from the same height of glory, as perfect fruits growing upon Thy tree of life. Verily, Thou art the mighty, the Self-Subsistent, The Giver, the Forgiving, the Pardoner, the Omniscient, the One Creator.”
Keyvan
