20/03/2008
All Muslims who were familiar with the Revolution and its ups and downs were
stricken with grief everywhere. There was nowhere left on earth in which one
could find hearts not filled with the sorrow of this great event and men and
women not bereft over this irrevocable loss. The whole Iran turned into a house
of mourning. In every town and village, houses overflowed with sorrowful
whimpers that filled all alleys, squares and streets with sadness. Nobody could
silently endure this sorrow, from the heroes of battlefields to stoic mothers
and fathers - who had not been rendered helpless and sorrowful by the loss of
their young sons - to great men of science, mysticism and politics, and to every
member of this most honorable nation. They all mourned this big tragedy. They
raised their cries in sorrow or distressfully beat their chests and heads. The
tragedy of Imam's loss was as great as his personality. Nobody could possibly
recognize the extent of this great tragedy except God and His saints. When great
hearts writhe, when great men become confused, when the air is filled with
restlessness of millions of people, the situation could be depicted neither in
writing nor speech. How could I possibly depict it, I who was only a fidgety
drop in the turbulent ocean of those days? Time lost its unique possession, and
the earth swallowed up the unique gem. The great standard-bearer of Islam left
this world after a holy life spent promoting Islam.
* Message issued by the Supreme Leader of the Islamic Revolution
on the occasion of the first anniversary of Imam Khomeini's (RA) demise, May 31,
1389, published in Hadith-e Wilayat, vol. 4, p. 238
* Source: http://english.khamenei.ir