1. At times aloof, at others intimate and close,
He has turned from branch and bough.

2. He revealed himself, showing me his inner pain,
Bestowing the generosity of his heart’s grief.

3. The registry has blackened some of its pages,
And the sun is fairest at dawn’s first light.

4. Words met him, fitting his demeanor,
I dedicated my thoughts to them and made them my mind’s labor.

5. I angered him when I said, “O fairest of mankind!”
He nearly broke into curses and imprecations.

6. When people’s praise for beauty angers its owner,
Why did Joseph not tear his garment of beauty?