Chapter 51 Sarkis, the old Greek shepherd known as the Madman

In one dream, I dreamed that Jesus and my god Pan were sitting in the middle of the forest. They were both 5 by each other's words!You have to laugh, and Jesus' laugh is even brighter.The creek beside them was also laughing.The two of them talked freely. Pan spoke of the earth and its mysteries, of his hoofed brother and his horned sister, of dreams, and of the roots and shoots of trees, and the sap that wakes and grows and sings in summer . Jesus spoke of young plants in the forest, of flowers and fruit, of fruit in seasons yet to come. He spoke of the birds of the air and their singing in the upper world, and of the white deer that God grazes in the desert.

Bowei was overjoyed at the speech of this new god, and his eyebrows were beaming when he heard it. Still in this dream, I dreamed that God Pan and Jesus were resting under the shade of a lonely green tree. Then the broadcaster took out his reed flute and played it for Jesus. The trees shook, the Tibetan leather trembled, and I was terrified. Jesus said: "My dear brother, there are clearings in the forest and towering rocks in the sound of your flute." Pan handed the reed flute to Jesus and said, "Now it's up to you to play the flute." Jesus said, "My mouth is not used to your flute. I have this flute."

He picked up the flute and played it. I heard the raindrops ticking on the leaves, the streams flowing in the hills, and the snowflakes falling on the mountain tops. My pulse that used to beat with the wind returns to the wind again; my yesterday's The tide beats my shore again.I became Sarkis the Shepherd again.The flute of Jesus turned into a reed pipe in the hands of countless shepherds, calling countless cattle and sheep. At this time, Pan said to Jesus: "You are young and young, and you are more suitable for playing the flute than I am. I have heard your singing in silence, and I have heard your name silently."

"Your name sounds sweet, it must rise to the branches with the sap, and it must ride the mountains with its feet." "The name is familiar to me, although my father did not call me by it. It was your flute that brought back my memory." "Now let's play the flute together!" So they played together. Their music moved the heavens and the earth, and all things were astonished when they heard it. I heard the roar of the beasts, the hungry cry of the forest, the long cry of the lonely man, and the complaint of the unknown. I heard the girl's lament for her lover, and the unlucky hunter's gasp for his prey.

Later, their music gradually became peaceful, and the sky and the earth sang together. All this is what I saw and heard in my dream.