Story of an ass belonging to a seller of firewood, which saw some well-fed Arab horses in the royal stable and wished for
the same
fortune. (This story
is intended)
to
convey the lesson that one
ought not
to
wish for anything but (God's) forgiveness and favour; for though you are in a hundred kinds of pain, they all become
sweet (to you)
when you feel
the delight
of being forgiven;
and for the rest, every fortune
that
you wish for before you have experienced it is accompanied by a pain which you do not perceive (at the
moment); as (for example) in every trap the bait is visible while the snare is concealed. You (who) have
been
caught in this one trap are (still) wishing (and saying to yourself), “Would that I had gone after those
(other) baits!” You fancy that those baits are without
a trap.
There was a water-carrier who owned an ass that had been bent double like a
hoop by affliction. Its back was galled by the heavy load in a hundred places: it was
passionately desiring the day of its death.
What of barley? It never got its fill
(even) of dry straw: at its heels a (cruel) blow and an iron goad.
The Master of the (royal) stable saw it and took pity—for the man was acquainted with the owner of the ass—

He replied, “On account
of
my poverty and
destitution this dumb animal
is
not getting even straw.” “Hand him
over to me,” said the other, “for a
few days, that in the King's stable he may grow strong.” He handed the ass over to him, and that merciful man tethered him in the Sultan's stable.
The ass saw on every side (of him) Arab horses,
well-fed and fat and handsome and glossy;

He saw the horses curry-combed and rubbed down. (Then) he lifted up his muzzle, crying, “O glorious
Lord,
Am not I your creature?
I grant that I am an ass, (but) wherefore am I wretched, with sores on my back, and lean?
At night, because of the pain in my back and the (pangs of) hunger in my belly, I am always wishing to die.
These horses are so happy and prosperous: why am I singled out for torment and tribulation?”

They were wounded with arrows by the foe: the barbs
entered them on
every side.
(When) those Arab horses returned from the campaign, they all fell down and lay on their backs in the
stable.
Their legs were tightly bandaged with (strips of) canvas: the farriers were standing in file,
Piercing their bodies with the scalpel in order to extract
the barbs from their wounds.

I have no taste for that (plentiful) food and those hideous wounds.” Every one who desires (spiritual) health
abandons the world.
How the fox disapproved of the saying of the ass, “I am satisfied with my lot.”
The fox said, “It is an (indispensable) obligation to seek lawful provision in obedience (to the Divine command).
(This) is the world of means: nothing is
obtained without a means: therefore it is important (necessary) to seek (provision).
‘And seek ye of the bounty of God’
is (a Divine) command,
lest they (men) should seize (the property of others) by violence, like the leopard.

Our movement (exertion) and our going to and fro (in search) and our acquisition is a key to that lock and
barrier.
Without the key there is no way to open the
door: bread without endeavour is not (according to) God's
law.”
How the ass answered the fox.
He (the ass) replied, “That is
(the result)
of
weak faith; else
He
who gave (us) life
(also) gives
(us) bread. Whoever seeks (spiritual) sovereignty and victory, a mouthful of bread will not fail (him), O son.

The Provider gives their daily bread to all: He
lays before each one the portion allotted
to
him.
The (Divine) provision comes to every one who seeks (to show) patience: the trouble of making efforts arises from your want of patience.”
How the fox answered the ass.
The fox replied, “Such trust in God is exceptional: few are proficient in (the practice of) trust in God.
It
is (a mark of) ignorance
to concern one's self with the exceptional: how is the King's highway (available)
for every one?

Recognise your (proper) limit and do not fly aloft, lest you fall into the abyss of woe and bane.”
How the ass answered the fox.
He (the ass) replied, “Know that you are speaking (just) the reverse (of the truth), (for) woe and bane come to the soul from cupidity.
No one was (ever) deprived of (spiritual) life by contentment; no one was (ever) made a (spiritual) king by
covetousness.
(The daily) bread is not withheld (even) from pigs and dogs: this rain and (these) clouds are not earned by
Man.

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