Ch 02 The Morals Of Dervishes Story 26

I remember having once walked all night with a caravan and then slept on the edge of the desert. A distracted man who had accompanied us on that journey raised a shout, ran towards the desert and took not a moment’s rest. When it was daylight, I asked him what state of his that was. He replied: "I saw bulbuls commencing to lament on the trees, the partridges on the mountains, the frogs in the water and the beasts in the desert so I bethought myself that it would not be becoming for me to sleep in carelessness while they all were praising God."

                 Yesterday at dawn a bird lamented,  
                 Depriving me of sense, patience, strength and consciousness.  
                 One of my intimate friends who  
                 Had perhaps heard my distressed voice  
                 Said: "I could not believe that thou  
                 Wouldst be so dazed by a bird’s cry."  
                 I replied: "It is not becoming to humanity  
                 That I should be silent when birds chant praises."