And, the writer checks his irascible answer when he recalls those tears which the prophet dropped on the forsaken soil. This friend beheld the void which his steps generated on the earth of his people; and he wept. From this desolate dream and the incumbent hostile surroundings, the arms of faith expanded and embraced him.
And the barber resumed to mount the four celestial rungs, and he awaited this religion to finish his cerebral circuit where his deeds burgeoned. Thus, he incorporated the religious doctrine and practises to his diurnal and nocturnal schedules; switching in his own heads towards his ultimate reward.
While midday sun scorched the air that assailed the water-brimmed basins with shrill throws; as unreal