1. Your imagination is to my eyelids as thought is to my mind
So my eyes are filled with passion and my hand is saffron

2. The young western night concealed its whereabouts
As dew formed on it in clusters

3. The soaring eagle took aim
At its brother, and night died when dawn was born

4. A youth was seized by a passion he did not comprehend
Whether it boiled within him from sorrow or his chest

5. A stranger who tasted life’s joy and bitterness
And youth reaps what fate sows

6. I long for the house I cannot visit
Unless the sea is crossed or the desert traversed

7. When the home of loved ones is distant in my resolve
That is exile for them though no separation from me

8. I departed though no eve came between us
With my body's departure came a heart and no patience

9. The malady of the wine’s intoxication will waste me away
For its heavy downpour has poured into your mouth

10. And the water of my eye on my cheek remains thirsty
For the water of a face whose sight would announce good news to me

11. Perhaps distance will negate the authority of nearness
So when hardship contracts, ease will expand

12. Maybe between us affection will remain
And neither of our lives will end before its time

13. So say to those who saddle boxed structures
A nest for the bird of my heart in your saddle

14. And a small chick unable to stand
Who crouches over shapes whose plumes are yellow

15. Whenever he sees a shadow gliding overhead
He sings, and his ten primary wing feathers flutter

16. Imagining it is his father, and if it's truly his father
descending upon him, embers flare up in his heart

17. It delights my eyes to see his eyes, and that
his throat wraps around my throat when we meet

18. I yearn for your homelands, as if
I will find in them the nectar of my prime quenched

19. I have not seen any land like your land
Whose palace tail is kissed by the sea at its bank

20. Stretching like a crawling army, so when it sees
The generosity of Ali, its extend becomes islands

21. Does not the turbulent sea feel ashamed at its encroachment
Upon the Euphrates sea that has no ebb and flow?

22. A steed, when affluence pours from its right hand
Turns away from the poverty of its hunters

23. It protected its mouth with sword and spear leading the charge
While fang and claw protect the lion’s den

24. When we clothed praise in its attributes, it shined
And so pure rhymes mouth his mention

25. It rages in combat as if
It is the lashing tongue from which terror flares up

26. And you’d think the wind approaches it with arrogance
A prohibition on its body, while in its hand a river

27. And it apologizes for what its right hand reaps
While its entirety is grace, so what excuse?

28. Discerning the piercing blades of spears, provoking its canines
With a claw whose buds are roses and myrtle

29. It lunges dealing blow after blow
The first being a wound, the last a piercing

30. When the arrogant raises his head for an instant
The brevity of his pillar of support cuts him short

31. And bedazzling blades that do not betray the secret of death
When their striking produces no sparks from their blades

32. A battalion marches with them as if their darkness
Is darkness and the spear tips are shining stars

33. When the blades meet shields you'd think them
Streams split open loyalties with betrayal

34. How many times have they joined battles with clashing
And reaped the harvest of lives with their green leaves

35. So your justice of rule may comfort the subjects
And dispel misfortunes for nights containing betrayal

36. And ease you have resolved their hardship with your work
As Islam resolved what disbelief contrived

37. So you continue to reap with luck the peaks of injustice
And with it hands harvest brown spears