Sympathy

Perched on the branch of a tree Was a nightingale sad and lonely

“The night has drawn near”, He was thinking “I passed the day in flying around and feeding

How can I reach up to the nest Darkness has enveloped everything”?

Hearing the nightingale wailing thus A glow-worm lurking nearby spoke thus

“With my heart and soul ready to help I am Though only an insignificant insect I am

Never mind if the night is dark I shall shed light if the way is dark

God has bestowed a torch on me He has given a shining lamp to me

The good in the world only those are Ready to be useful to others who are