What! a foreign (tongue) and an Arabian! Say...

What! a foreign (tongue) and an Arabian! Say: It is to those who believe a guidance and a healing…". [114] {.t0} "And certainly We gave the Book to Musa, but it has been differed about, and had not a word already gone forth from your Lord, judgment would certainly have been given between them; and most surely they are in a disquieting doubt about it." [115] The wind was still storming and Muhammad was reciting the Qur’an with a nice voice until he reached the last verse in the left page: "We will soon show them Our signs in the Universe and in their own souls, until it will become quite clear to them that it is the truth.

Is it not sufficient as regards your Lord that He is a witness over all things?." [116] Muhammad kissed the holy Book and put it back in its place. The warmth of bed and the whistling of the cold wind outside made him sleep early. The snows were still falling heavily to cover everything; the streets, the lanes and the trees. The city became as heaps of carded cotton. Nothing of its marks could be seen. Muhammad did not know how much time passed when he wakened from his sleep.

There were some drops of [114] Qur’an, 41:44. [115] Qur’an, 41:45. [116] Qur’an, 41:53. sweat on his forehead. He looked at his old silver watch, whose hands told him that it was two o’clock after midnight. The sound that he had heard in the dream was still clear in his mind: “Get up and light the lamps of the minarets!” He got up from his bed and looked at the heavy falling snow. The minarets of the haram seemed silent waiting for the appearance of the dawn.

He thought that what he had seen in his sleep was just a confused dream so he went back to his warm bed. Again he saw in his sleep the same young girl ordering him to get up. He did not see her face. She was standing behind white curtains emitting lights. He got up from his bed. The sound filled his inners. He drove away his sleepiness. He put on his coat, held the lamp and went toward the stairs. The minarets were lit. They became as springs of light.

They seemed from far as if they were lighthouses in ports facing the wind. Muhammad came back to his room. Three hours remained before the appearance of the dawn. He thought that his awake mind refused to sleep. The vision had shaken him and lit inside him thousands of lamps. The young girl, whom he had seen behind the white curtains with the emitted lights, was still dominating his mind.