Durr-e-Sameen

All those trees that had life then grew verdant—aye, with new life they did burgeon;
So profusely the bore fruit that their branches they did burden

Its tidal waves crashed, wiping away the damning dikes of (religious) doubt;
Crashing straight through the mound of irreligiousness with its clout

The Quran leads one to the One Who Created—it is, after all, the Word of God;
Without it, the garden of spiritual insights remains wanting, fragmented, slipshod

Those who shivered from the chilling frost of doubt;
Now find in the warmth of the glorious Quran comfort throughout

All this clamor, sowed by religions that are, in reality, faithless;
Not having a glimmer of spiritual light—a medley of tales—useless

But the Quran manifests the unmistakably glorious light of God;
Unerringly leading one to Him—through His signs—like a divining rod