1. My heart has returned from passion, never to return
Now tears trail after it and flow

2. Nay, you are a killer of souls, so perhaps
Your slain victim refuses to be ransomed

3. Tell your gentle one, O Sa'ada, to visit me
If you have turned your downpour to aloofness and distance

4. Alas, imagination cannot reach a heart
Whose vigilance has withered, so it never rests or sleeps

5. How often I wander about in anguish with which I start the day
Neither has the breeze soothed the heart nor departed

6. Take, O Huthaim, my heart to you, for it
Has filled the wings wholly with burning

7. And walk in your company by other than what I tread
Wherein I lead the steeds to pasture

8. Beware of the wolf, lest it pounce
On the cheek of its prey, the wild animals

9. Those loved ones in the clouds, their homes
The clouds poured forth on their homes and overflowed

10. One burdened with sorrows has set down his saddlebags
And pressed on the hillocks a place to camp

11. Lightning unsheathes its white swords against them
Yet for them it had no scabbards

12. The south wind has not led its bridle
Except it obeyed its command and yielded

13. And the downpour of life from four directions quenched you
I feared not in it the tears' depletion

14. We halted at them with the mounts, so I left them
Missing for them two hearts

15. And they refused the bells of imprinted camels
They and their company became leaders

16. Are you remembering and has passion stirred you
To pasture and water you wish, as you desire?

17. Woe to your life in separation! It has passed
And after its blessings I saw misery

18. And I saw the abode wetting eyes
Drowning, and its tears scorching the livers

19. So I slaughtered this eyelid in its meadows
My tears doubly for it, alone and in pairs

20. I watered it with tears until, had the clouds rained
And reached its traces, it would not have increased

21. O leaf! Where is your heart's passion from the rugged
That made the wailers accustomed to its wailing?

22. Or are you like passion at the time of its wailing
But you were stingy with your tears and generous with departure

23. The weeping attained its purpose from the rugged one
Yet the rugged one attained no purpose

24. So when will the fire be extinguished within my breast?
And fire for a time becomes ashes

25. And reconciling with misfortunes, and that I see
My time obedient to my command

26. How can time reconcile with me when it has seen
My resolves at war with time, unyielding

27. The enmity of days does not dissipate
And the free man in this time has foes

28. Were it not for the favor of my father praise, and he
Does good and honors the devoted

29. I stirred my mounts from Iraq's land
And settled in other than you, O lands of lands

30. It is my pasture, though not what I sought of dew
Had it not been for him, I'd not be one who visits and returns

31. And my neck is collared with his favors, he who
Ruled the necks and collared the steeds

32. Unique in merit, he knows his worth
One who knows individuals and all

33. If I said none in the cosmos equals him
I would have uttered in what I said witnesses

34. This land and its scholars!
Did Baghdad ever boast of an equal?

35. The Sacred Law was clothed in his essence
A crown, and piety clothed him in apparel

36. His ancestors constructed highness and established
So he built upon that edifice and fortified

37. As if his fingers' pens turned
Blue in censuring the obstinate

38. As if the dawn was created for his writing
And the blackness of night was his ink

39. We guide to the heart's eye his lines
A light that makes whiteness seem darkness

40. May God favor you, for He
Left all creation envious

41. The matchless in merit amongst them
So let them seek equals for you in the heavens

42. If they were equitable, they would thank their Lord's gifts
For you were the religion's firm pillar

43. You revived the science of prophets, and I see
By your existence a return and resurrection

44. You spent your lifetime acquiring virtues
That distinguish time and create settlements

45. And you are the swiftest of forebears to the goal
And you are the most rational of critics in dispute

46. Those who came after you fell short of your limit
Even if they rode the best steeds to you

47. And indeed you raced with lofty ambitions
That do not grow weary of censure and help

48. Behold, you in Islam are the greatest miracle
Of God, erasing vainness and unbelief

49. So when you speak, you are proof made welcome
Or if you speak, you speak proper speech

50. Who in existence profits from your merit
Except he profits virtue and confers it?

51. Had it not been for your knowledge's oceans that surged
When they swelled, the issuance and revenue would not be known

52. And how much of beauty you planted noble deeds
That you hope not for harvest of what you planted

53. Yours is the beauty when you accept praises
I recited to you proclaiming and chanting

54. So may the new feast gladden you, and you were
Always, your lifetime's days all celebrations