A cobbler came to the Sage and said,

Tell me what to do about my morning prayers.

My customers are very poor men

who have only one pair of shoes.

I pick up their shoes late in the evening

and work on them most of the night.

At dawn there is still work to be done...

if the men are to have their shoes,ready before

they go to work.

Now my question is....

What should I do about my morning prayer?

The sage asked 'What have you been doing till now?

Replied the cobbler,..Sometimes...

I rush through the prayer quickly

and get back to work--but then I feel bad about it.

At other times, I let the hour of prayer go by.

Then too I feel a sense of loss...

and every now and then,

as I raise my hammer from the shoes,

I can almost hear my heart sigh ...

What an unlucky man I am, that I am not able to make

my morning prayers

If I were God,I would value that sigh..

more than the prayer.. replied the sage.

This sigh.....lives

century.......

after....

century.