1. How often you complain and say you are desolate,
Yet the earth is your kingdom, and the sky and the stars too.

2. The meadows are yours, and their flowers and fragrances,
Their breeze, and the melodious nightingale.

3. The water around you is silver, rippling,
And the sun above you is radiant, beaming.

4. And light builds in the slopes and the hills
Adorned mansions, though at times it destroys.

5. It is as though the Artist displays whimsically
His signs before one who wishes to learn.

6. And it is as though, for its clarity and brightness,
It is a sea in which carefree birds circle.

7. The world blossomed for you, so why are you gloomy,
And it smiled, so why do you not smile?

8. If you are dejected for glory now past,
Alas! Regret will not bring it back to you.

9. Or were you fearful of some affliction befalling,
Alas! Fretting will not prevent it from happening.

10. Or had you passed your youth, yet do not say
Time has withered, for it does not grow old.

11. Look! Forms still rise from the earth
Whose beauty is such, they seem about to speak.

12. What lies between trees is like hands
Clapping at times, waving at others.

13. And gushing springs in the ground
Heal the ailing, as though they were Zamzam.

14. And theaters - the breeze's beauty seduced them,
So it crept, humming at times, whispering at others.

15. It is like a lover at his beloved's door,
Entreating, conciliatory, seeking favor.

16. The playful, vivacious stream laughs lightheartedly,
While the bashful narcissus forgives, dreaming.

17. And on the meadow, a carpet of lilies,
And on the plateaus, the seat of every beauty.

18. And over there a hillock capped with rays.
Images and signs pouring with vitality,

19. As though God Himself smiles through them.
So walk above them, pondering,

20. For discernment is the possession of one who ponders.
Does your soul visit a paradise and miss it

21. While hell visits you with delusions?
And you see Truth embodied,

22. Yet spurn it for suspicions you imagine?
O you who yearns for a tomorrow in his day!

23. You sell what you know not for what you know not.
Rush to enjoy pleasures before they are gone,

24. Not every day is a season like this.
And secretly drink the strength of your youth’s secret,

25. And shun in their gatherings the talk of dignity.
Those who shun disgrace - when a voice says “Onwards

26. to greatness!”, step forward!
Those who do good, not out of greed

27. For spoils - for the beautiful is the gain!
You are wealthy when you find among them a comrade,

28. And you have within you a constellation of emotions.
They raised the banner of their religion high,

29. And theirs is a banner in Arabism that is a landmark.
If some people gained a share in supremacy,

30. Then they have feats beyond count and countless arrows.
I have no merit should I set out to proclaim their merit

31. In my poems - for the morning cannot be concealed.
But I fear the remark of one who would say

32. “This one who praises them - he is one of them!”
My loved ones! How beautiful life is with you in it!

33. The world is not ugly while you are in it!