For those who think, for those who wonder
For those who reflect, for those who consider
O children of Adam*,
The signs of God are spread to ponder.
The beautiful flowers that flail in the breeze
That attracts the enchanting fly and the bees
Wind that send as herald of glad tiding
Giving you a taste of His Grace and compassion
Ship that sail in the ocean widespread
For the profit of mankind, giant and lofted
And the mountain has He firmly fixed
Made therein passage, for you to pass through
The earth that He extended to a wide expanse
Draws out there from, its moisture and pasture
And Canopies of cloud that pour down the rain
Out of it grows the vegetation that you gain
Corn fields and date-palms with spathes near breaking
Fruits in abundance, hanging low and near.
Did you cause it to grow or He has the ability?
Are you so blind to push it all aside?
Where is your intellect, Where is your sagacity?
O men of understanding! Pause and give thought
From dust you are created and to dust you belong
And blessed you with sense of right and wrong
The color that you possess and language that you speak
The pain that you feel and the love that you show
Indeed these are signs for those who are wise.
Then here is the message from the lord of the worlds
Which of the favors of your lord will you deny?
*(Peace be upon him)