1. Your book came to me, O son of Al-Nadheef
So the precious gifted the precious

2. Its words intoxicated me with their marvels as if
I sipped the wine of Andarinsi

3. Meanings like the zeal of wine
That melt into wise letters and cups

4. They wooed me till the inanimate danced in truth
And made me laugh till the cocks crowed

5. While I was captive to the sorrows of events
You brought me bounty and destroyed affliction

6. And freed with generosity our bodies
And tied with words our souls

7. You sent implicit advice in dew
So keep you safe, bag upon bag

8. Not every writer has the privilege like you
To rise in wings with blazing suns

9. If Umm Dhat Al-Teeh and Wadi Nadah
Are lit by the fire of his thoughts