King Ibrahim ibn-Adham had renounced his throne and became a wandering Sufi.
One day as he sat by the seashore, using a needle to stitch his patched cloak, a nobleman walked by and saw him.
"That is King Ibrahim ibn-Adham!" he thought. "What is he doing here, darning a cloak?"
The saint read his thoughts and threw his needle into the sea. He then shouted, "Come forth, Needle!"
At his words, thousands of fish rose up from the water, each bearing a golden needle in its mouth.
"Behold the kingdom!" Ibrahim said, smiling. "It is all the love of God."
Inspired by: The English prose version of Rumi in Tales from the Masnavi by A. J. Arberry.
Notes: This is story 59 in the book. You can read more about Ibrahim ibn-Adham at Wikipedia.
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