The colors of the atmosphere, the lights that protect life, the different types of gasses, the assembly of stars in the blue sky, the bright moon in the dark night, the sun which gives the day its light, air, fragrant dawn, the singing of the trees, the songs of birds, the call of the nightingale, the voice of the cuckoo, the ebb and flow of floods, the pathways for lightening and thunder, who made these things? Can you command the clouds so they do not send rain upon you? Who gave wisdom and intelligence to the heart? And who gave freedom to the deer? If we interpret these things on the basis of dignity and greatness, then we cannot say that we do not possess anything in ourselves. For in fact our body itself has infinite signs, which we cannot deny and which are signs for people of wisdom. So the question is, is there anybody who wants to understand?