As he spoke suddenly the man who had long ago appeared to him again stood before him, saying:
“Such would have been the tree that I planted on this spot had you not, in unbelief and self-will, cut it down.”
The husbandman awoke from his sleep and found it was only a dream, and that he was still lying alone and unsheltered under the burning rays of the sun.
Not recognizing the Sender, we refuse the gift, to bewail our folly when it is too late.
