وَما الناسُ إِلّا قَدحَةٌ أَنتَ زَندُها

وَما الناسُ إِلّا قَدحَةٌ أَنتَ زَندُها

وَقَطرَةُ غَيثٍ أَنتَ مُنشي سَحابها

وَقَطرَةُ غَيثٍ أَنتَ مُنشي سَحابها

And people are but a spark, and you the firestick that kindles it,

And people are but a flask, you are its spark

And a drop of rain, whose cloud you bring into being.

And a raindrop, you drive its cloud