Kitab-i-Aqdas/GPT4 4

(4) Say, whoever passes by my boundaries recognizes my shirt and with it the banners of victory are raised over the canons and submission. My power's tongue has spoken in the greatness of my majesty, addressing my creatures, that they should love my boundaries for my beauty. Blessed is the lover who recognized the beloved from this word that exudes the breezes of grace, which cannot be described by remembrances. By my life, whoever drinks the nectar of justice from the hands of kindness, he orbits around my radiant orders from the horizon of creativity.