1. The sage of Rome, the judge of armies by it
The one whose judgment in lawsuits follows fate

2. Abdul Halim, my brother Zadah, who were recited
His virtues among us like verses and chapters

3. Muhammad is the name, fortunate the surname, his
Face, a crescent moon rising from its wrapping

4. By God, no poverty in physique one would reckon
Amidst the whiteness, the blackness of eye and sight

5. Or like gardens overwhelmed by drifting clouds
Edges adorned or pages illuminated in ink

6. Like stars appeared at night over
The Milky Way’s stream or a garden full of flowers

7. She wishes if Gemini descended from yearning
For it the belt, even if it risks danger

8. As if pearls of beauty's necklaces on him
Were set in the margins in place of the nails