A Sufi wandered one day into the cemetery and saw an old gravedigger working there.
"Old man," the Sufi said to him, "may I ask you a question?"
The gravedigger looked up from his work. "Of course," he said. "Ask!"
"In the many years you have spent here in the cemetery digging graves, have you ever witnessed a miracle?"
The gravedigger laughed. "The only miracle I've witnessed is this: every day the dead come here and I bury them, but I still can't master my own desires. People die every day, but the dog of desire inside me never dies."
Inspired by: The Conference of the Birds by Farid Ud-Din Attar, translated by S. C. Nott
Notes: This is in section 21: Excuses of the Fifth Bird.
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