حکایت شمارهٔ 10

One asked the man who had lost his son:

‘O noble and intelligent old man! As thou hast smelt the odour of his garment from Egypt Why hast thou not seen him in the well of Canaan?’

He replied:

‘My state is that of leaping lightning. One moment it appears and at another vanishes. I am sometimes sitting in high heaven. Sometimes I cannot see the back of my foot. Were a dervish always to remain in that state He would not care for the two worlds.’