I went out in the carriage for a couple of hours to see the flowers this splendid spring. And I felt with absolute certainty (hakkalyakîn) that the flowering grasses which had sprung up and burgeoned in a way I had never before seen in my life and unfurled their blossoms, were offering glorifications with the tongues of their beings and hymning the praises of their Glorious Maker's art. Then taking advantage of this situation, my emotions which are so enraptured by worldly life and my heedless and impatient soul aroused objections in my heart, which was wearied by this distressing, sickness‑filled life and which had decided to depart for the Intermediate Realm to see the ninety per cent of my friends who were already there, and my soul too began to object, since it seeks permanent pleasures in transitory things.
But then the light of belief infused my emotions and those veins of character; it pointed out the following in the face of those objections:
Since the earth displays only materially so much beauty, mercy, life, and fine decoration, it must be a veil to beneficent mercy and nothing that enters it remains idle. There must, therefore, be beneath and behind the veil of the earth some sort of non‑material centres and workshops for all these external, physical beauties and decorations, and fine things, loveliness, mercy, and life. So to enter under the earth, our protective mother, and seek refuge in her embrace, and gaze upon those true, everlasting, nonmaterial flowers is far more deserving of love and worthy to be yearned after. This silenced completely those blind emotions and the objections of my world-worshipping soul and repulsed them, causing my soul to exclaim: All praise be to God for the light of belief from every angle!
Saîd Nursî