A stone which had lain for centuries
in a hidden place complained to Allah that remaining
so long in one position was productive of cramps.
“If thou wouldst be pleased,”
it said, “to let me take a little exercise now
and then, my health would be the better for it.”
So it was granted permission to make
a short excursion, and at once began rolling out into
the open desert. It had not proceeded far before
an ostrich, who was pensively eating a keg of nails,
left his repast, dashed at the stone, and gobbled
it up.
This narration teaches the folly of
contentment: if the ostrich had been content
with his nails he would never have eaten the stone.
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