A man came to me saying he had heard that I possessed divine powers. I asked what such powers might be comprised of. He said: to raise the dead, to fly through the air without wings, to predict the future.
I simply smiled at him.
Alas, he did not realize: my smile raised his dead soul from its confusions, it flew through the air without wings, and it predicted the future — for he, too, would smile in reply, even though he did not (yet) understand.