While I was roaming through the forest, a thorn pricked my bare foot and cried, "Ah, you have crushed me." I felt sorry and I asked its forgiveness.
A wasp flying in the air stung my arm and cried, "Ah, you have caught me in your sleeve." I felt sorry and I asked its forgiveness.
My foot slipped and I fell in a pool of muddy water. The water cried, "Ah, you have disturbed me." I felt sorry and I asked its forgiveness.
I absently happened to touch a burning fire, and the fire cried, "Ah, you have extinguished me." I felt sorry and I asked its forgiveness.
I asked my gentle self, "Have you received any harm?" "Be thankful," said she, "that is was not worse."