Every time I hear the water in the fountains at the House of Worship, a sense of peace comes over me. It is as if every comforting thing in the world is centered around this spot.
“I know not, O my God, what the Fire is which Thou didst kindle in Thy land. Earth can never cloud its splendor, nor water quench its flame. All the peoples of the world are powerless to resist its force. Great is the blessedness of him that hath drawn nigh unto it, and heard its roaring.” –Bahá’u’lláh