1. The slave denied his finery and adornments
At a question that came to him from his Master

2. I was absent from him so he asked after me out of kindness
"How is the jurist faring with his complaints?"

3. With a blessed, answered prayer
He relieved affliction, grief, and freed him

4. So he ascended to the heavens pridefully
Putting himself low wherever his steps take him

5. What a meadow that seems a garden of sorrow
With clouds generously raining in the evening

6. With an ink that seems musk in its color
Its fragrance intoxicating when you smell it

7. And paper as pieces of dawn
He crafted it when you glimpse his craft

8. A king like spring in character and manners
God endowed him with sublime grace

9. His palm passed over me healing
Seeking illness, curing it

10. Releasing me from shackles to vitality
The shaykh returned to the vigor of his youth

11. I was among people the lowest in worth
To be adorned by what his hands inscribe