1. My spirit, Tarsus came to me carrying
Marvels, in which thought flows and wanders

2. With strange words and writing gathered
So Tarsus explains to strangers

3. And a riddle guided me to its meaning that
It came with a scent of the garden blowing

4. It heals the good contained in its writing
And every vessel spills what's in it overflowing

5. If you wanted to hide the secret of its message
You wouldn't have sent a gossip to speak and tell

6. It is the name but all of it is an action
When you guess the secrets of its meaning

7. And the riddle is backwards, unlike any
So here is an inadequate poem that cannot excel

8. Answer, whether right or wrong
So you are a guide or from you comes speech