n old, sad woman talked to Mahna's Sheikh: "Teach me to pray for joy, for pity's sake - I've suffered so much that I cannot bear To think of future grief - give me some prayer To murmur every day." The sheikh replied: "How many years I wondered far and wide Until I found the fortress that you seek - It is the knee, bend it, accept, be meek; I found no other way - this remedy, And only this, will cure you of your misery."
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