1. I tasked the morning breeze to carry my greetings
As if I burdened it with some debt

2. If only the wind could carry mountains, I would have
Tasked it with my burden, for I am like dust

3. The shrine is far, so there is no visiting, though often
Distance seems near when I hope to draw closer

4. Between my loved ones and I is a sea with no water
For tears, a sea of blood that refuses boarding

5. I passed by the dwellings, so they stirred me
A gaze I paused at length, astonished

6. I spoke to them, hoping for an answer, though they
Have blended with the throngs of men pouring forth

7. Why does time persist in inconstancy?
Promising intimacy, yet always wavering

8. Alas, time has no true promise
Making and breaking vows, lying and accusing

9. Affliction has overwhelmed patience in its raids
As the throngs of youth burst forth

10. Patience comes from resolute hearts, and sorrow's tale
Has left no heart that's kind to patience

11. The blows of fate have frozen my talent
To silence, making me forget articulate speech

12. Thus I forgot composing epistles as a scribe
And forgot that since childhood, I was a scribe

13. O shooting stars that have wandered
Far from us, will you keep to the sunset?

14. Wanderers who do not tarry, what can we do?
Since you left, we've seen no planets as bright

15. There must come a day when, for us, you'll
Opine, even if the hands of time toyed with us

16. Alas, time did not die. Rather,
It slept, only to awaken with knotted ropes

17. There must come a day when, for us, you'll
Opine, even if the hands of time toyed with us

18. Alas, time did not die. Rather,
It slept, only to awaken with knotted ropes