Imam Khomeini had said all that he was to say, about his objectives and ideals; and, in practice, he utilized his entire being for their realization. Now, about mid-khurdad 1368 (June 1989) he was getting prepared to meet the Dear One, for the pleasure of whom, he had spent all his life. He had bowed to none save Him, his eyes shed tears for none save him. His mystic songs all bespeak of the pain of separation, and of thirst for the moment of union. Now, that glorious moment was nearing, much to the chagrin of his followers and unbearable to them. He has written in his Last Message (Will) ".... With a heart that is calm an confident, with a joyous soul and a conscience hopeful of Divine Graces, I rake my leave from brothers and sisters, and journey to the eternal abode, and I very much need your good prayers. I ask the Benevolent God to accept my excuses for inadequate services, and I ask the nation to accept my excuses for my shortages and inadequacies and to move forward with force, determination and will power."
When people stand by his shrine, in answer above entreaties of the Imam, they murmur: "O! Imam what shortcomings are you talking about? As long and far as we and our fathers have seen and heard, you have been all goodness, purity and light, "I bear witness that you maintained the Nemaz prayers, paid your alms, enjoined to good, interdicted the evil and crusaded in the Path of God, a worthy crusade." (44)
It is strange and a wonder that, Imam Khomeini, had presaged the 15th of the month of Khordad eventful to himself. In a lyric poem he composed years before his ascension, he says:
"years go by, events do occur; of khordad the 15th, we may expect succor."
The lines appearing before the above, speak of hardship that separation incurs and of hope for the moment of union.
And, now, that moment, in mid-Khordad of the year 1368, was on hand. For several days people had heard of Imam Khomeini's heart ailment and of trouble with his digestive system and of his surgical operation. The mental condition of the people during these days, the praying ceremonies held in every city, town hamlet, street and borough all over the country, and by his lovers abroad, is beyond description. One could hardly find an individual who could successfully conceal his sorrow Tears poured down peoples cheeks, and turned towards Jamaran. Hours went by, heavily Iran was all prayer. The medical team did all it could, but divine edict had ordered something else. "0 Serene Soul! Return to your Lord, Joyfully and pleasingly." (45)
Hour 22:20 Saturday night the 13th of Khordad (1368) (June 3, 1989) was the moment of union. A heart ceased to beat, that had enlightened millions of hearts with the light of God and morality. By means of a concealed camera installed by Imam's friends, in the hospital, daily account of the imam's hospitalization and his operation, and the Moment of Union (Lahza Leqa), were recorded. When fragments of Imam's spiritual states and his tranquility were broadcast from the television hearts were rent asunder, so much that words can not describe; only by being present on the scene, can, one, get an idea of the spectacle. Lips moved constantly reciting the Lord's name. During his last night, while several major surgical operations had been operated on him, and several intravenous feeding needles had been attached to his body, the Imam was reciting night prayer "nafela". and the Holy Quran. His last hours were spent in heavenly calmness and repose, and constantly uttered testimony to the oneness of God, and the prophetic mission of God's Messenger Muhammad (SAW). In such a state it was, that his soul flew away to high heavens. His migration left incurable burns on all hearts.
When the news of Imam Khomeini's ascension was broadcast, it was as though a dreadful earthquake had occurred; people all over the country and in all places of the world, where the name and message of Imam Khomeini were known, and heard, burst into tears, and hands came down on heads and in chest beating. No pen and no tongue can describe the feelings of the peoples, nor the dimensions of the tragedy. Waves of lamentation were uncontrollable. The people of Iran and revolutionary Muslims had a right to weep the way they did, and generate scenes unprecedented in all history. They had lost someone who had restored their trampled dignity to them; a man who had saved them and their homeland from the hands of American and Western pillagers; had revived Islam and showered the Muslims with honor; had established the Islamic Republic, had stood firm confronting all hellish and devilish powers and had resisted, for years, against hundreds of plots, plans for coup d'etat, internal rebellions and insurgencies, and had commanded an 8-year defense while facing him, was, an enemy who was openly and fully backed by both great powers of the East and the West. People had lost their beloved leader, their religious Reference Authority and herald of the true Islam.
Perhaps those who can not understand and digest the above concepts, if they would observe the mental and emotional state of the people as reflected in films of goodbye scenes, and funeral and burial rites and services, and hear of the sudden deaths of scores of persons who succumbed to death, because they could not stand the pain and agony of their loss, and bodies that were carried away, on arms and hands, of those who had lost consciousness, to nearest clinic; if unbelievers would see all these accounts in films and pictures, they would face disability in interpreting these realities. But those who have experienced and known love, will have no difficulty comprehending those realities. Verily, the people of Iran were in love with Imam Khomeini, and what a charming slogan they had chosen, for the anniversary of his ascension: "To love Khomeini is to love All that is Good!"

On the 14th of Khordad, 1368, the Council of Experts convened, and after recitation of the lmam's last Will by Hazrat Ayatulla Khamenehi, which took 2 1/2 hours, discussion and interchange of views and opinions to determine replacement for the deceased Imam, began. After several hours, at last Ayatullah Khamenehi (President of the Republic at the time), was elected by unanimous vote. Ayatullah Khamenehi had been a student of Imam Khomeini (s). He was one of the brilliant faces in the Revolution, and a helper in the 15th Khordad uprising. He had rendered sacrificial services during the entire period of the Imam's Movement and was an effective hand in all the ups and downs of the friends of the Revolution. For years, the Westerners and their agents, inside the country, who had given up hope of defeating the Imam, promised themselves with the death of the Leader. However, the intelligence of the Iranian nation and the speedy and highly worthy selection of Replacement by the Council of Experts, and the support of the Imam's children and followers; gave to the winds, all the hops of the anti-Revolution elements and, not only the Imam'S ascension was not the end of the road, rather the era of Imam Khomeini had begun on a much wider domain. Do thoughts, goodness, morality and truth perish?
On the day and night of Khordad 15th, 1368 millions of the residents of Tehran, plus the mourners that had come from other towns and villages, gathered at the Tehran's grand Musalla to pay respects and say goodbye for the last time, to the man who by his uprising, had straightened the bent postures of values and moralities, and set off in the world, a movement of God seeking and return man's true nature. There was no trace of the inane conventional ceremonies, everything was (Basiji) popular and lovingly. The pure figure of the Imam's corpse was placed on an elevated platform, clad in green material in the center of a multi-million human ring of mourners, where it sparkled as a seal gem. Everyone shed tears while speaking with his or her Imam in his or her own tongue and jargon. The entire length of the autobahn and all the roads leading to the Musalla were filled with black-dressed mourners. Mourning flags were on the walls, on buildings and everwhere in the city and Quran recitation voices could be heard everywhere, as were produced from the mosques, offices and homes. At night thousands of candles were lighted in the hills and open spaces around the Musalla in memory of the light and torch that Imam Khomeini had lighted. Mourning families sat round about the candles, their eyes glued to the light high above. The cries of "Ya Hosein" (0 Hosein) of "Basijians" feeling orphaned and beating themselves on heads and chests, had given the air, an atmosphere like that of the Ashura (10th of Muharram,-martyrdom of Imam Hosein (a.s.) ). The belief that they would no longer hear the heart-warming voice of Imam Khomeini in the Hoseiniah of Jamaran was unbearable. The people spent the night by the side of the Imam's corpse, and in the early hours of the 16th Khordad, the multi-million crowd of mourners recited the death prayer under "Imamate" of Ayatullah Golpayegani.
The massive gatherings and the splendor of the epic of people's presence at the arrival of the Imam to the country (12th of Bahman=Januaryl) and the repetition of this epic in the funeral procession of the Imam are among the wonders of history. Official World News Agencies put the number of welcomers in 1357 at 6 millions and those attending the funeral of the Imam at 9 millions. And, this was while, during the 11-year sovereign rule of Imam Khomeini, because of alliance of Western and Eastern countries in opposition to the Revolution and the imposition of an 8-year war, and hundreds other conspiracies, the people of Iran had suffered innumerable problems and hardships, and had sacrificed the lives of many beloved ones and should, naturally, be wearied and disappointed. But, this was never the case. The generation trained in the Imam's divine school, had complete faith in the following words by the Imam: "The volume of tolerance of toils, pains, troubles, sacrifices and deprivations, in this world, is proportionate to the volume and greatness of the objectives, and their value and exaltness of status"
The funeral procession from the Musalla to the Behesht-e-Zahra, the graveyard of the martyrs of the Islamic Revolution was set off. Children, women and men moaned so hard and loud, that one might think they were being taken away from their souls. Hours passed but proceeding of the funeral was halted by the expression of uncontrollable feelings by the people. At long last, the Imam's corpse was flown to the site of interment by helicopter. As soon as the helicopter landed, all surrounding obstacles were broken down. The burning flame of separation was kindled in the hearts, and the feeling of separation had made the accompanying crowds so restless that, inspite of all the efforts of agents, interment was impossible. These scenes were all directly broadcast from the television (the films are available). Finally, the coffin containing the pure body of the Imam was taken away from hands and arms that regarded "Khomeini" as all of their own beings and belongings and was flown back Jamaran.
Those, who, in the West, or in the shadow of their western outlook, see the life and the world from a monetary and lust point of view, and in the chaos of machine life and its deafening noise, and have forgotten the validity of love and values, cannot understand the meaning of what they see in the films concerning Imam Khomeini's burial. If perversions and the deafening rigmarole of the poisonous propagandas of the enemies of truth permit, and they only study the Will or just one message of the Imam without prejudice, and in fairness, on the basis of the call of their conscience and intuition, then their judgement would certainly change.
When burial could not take place because of the tenseness of feelings and emotions of the mourners, in an announcement from the Radio, people were advised "to go home, burial ceremonies have been postponed. The time will be announced later." Authorities had no doubt that as time went by more and more mourners from far away towns would come to join the burial procession, therefore, the burial ceremonies were performed in the afternoon of the same day amid all that passion play feelings and difficulties. Parts of the ceremonies were relayed to the world by news reporters.
Scores of poetry volumes composed and published by Iranian and non Iranian poets during the days following the ascension of Imam Khomeini, describe the feelings of the people in those days. Among these elegy material, there are pieces, that certainly are, masterpieces in contemporary Iranian literature.
Ceremonies for the third, the seventh fortieth day, in the first year, and then, regularly every year since, until the date of this writing, (i.e. five burial anniversaries) have been held with splendor on 14th day of the month of Khordad. By the zeal of the lovers of Imam a magnificent mausoleum was built with unbelievable speed, to show the appreciation of the Muslim society for their moral leader, and as a token of the eternality of the Imam's memory. His holy tomb is the rendezvous of countless number of lovers who, visit the shrine every day, especially on religious days. Such pilgrims come from cities of Iran and other countries. The red flag that waves in the air high above the mausoleum, is a memento to the red banner of the Master of Martyrs, Hazrat Hosein Ibn Ali (a.s). It indicates that Khomeini's Ashura-like Movement, as the uprising at Karbala Will, for ever inject in the veins of the Zealous God-believing people the blood of honor, humanism and steadfastness.
And, thus, the ascension of Imam khomeini, like his life, became the start a new awakening and movement, his path and memory became eternal, for he was the Truth is ever lasting.
The Imam was a manifestation of the "Kowthar" (a spring in Heaven) and "Kowthar" of Guardianship (walayat) is for ever, current on earth.
And the story of that pious man survives continuously ...
"If any, can cry "0 life!"
It's nought but the blessing of that God-seeking boon-pal
Greetings upon his birth, his death and his Resurrection.