An angel says to God:
'Almighty Lord!
You know, a devout young man
has lingered in Your garden
longing to know You.'
God responds:
'Yes, send three envoys to visit him
then We will truly know
if he is ready to pick flowers from My yard.'
'Who are these three envoys we shall send? ”
asks the angel, blinking shining eyes.
God smiles.
'The first is doubt,
the second, loneliness,
and the third,
suffering.'
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