1. If the days had not forbidden my salvation,
They would not have connected between my guilt and my salvation,

2. Sometimes I walk with the whales in deep seas,
And sometimes in the wilderness between lions.

3. Either in Tamarah or that which has strong waves,
Or in Qatad upon this and led them.

4. And the people are many but none appreciates me,
Except the company of the sailor and the guide.

5. I wish my path that I sought,
Were two paved ways for visitors and those returning.

6. And I do not walk to Romans nor Arabs,
But to the wind, lightning and thunder.

7. I set sail while the sea calmed its billows,
Seriously and the waves and foam subsided.

8. So it returned no returner with a destructive wind,
As if it were the sister of that wind in Aad.

9. And I do not say it refused me to leave you all,
For wherever I went, it meets me with an ambush.

10. And I saw in it the conditions fulfilled,
Because its waves flow with logs.

11. It rises so had it not been for God’s scripture indeed to us,
That the heavens, some of them have pillars.

12. And we are in an abode made comfortable for its resident,
So listen to the talk of the eminent one whose house is empty.

13. I spend the night, if I stay, in an imaged one,
From the narrowness of the grave and from the darkness of pitfalls.

14. A side does not settle down for us in its bedding,
As if our conditions are those of worshippers.

15. So how many a cheek furrows without frowning,
And how many a forehead folds without prostrating.

16. Until it is as if the slap of misfortune disturbs us,
Dirhams that the palm of the assayer has overturned.

17. Rather we are in the belly of a female servant,
As if she carried some of us as her first children.

18. So do not count for us the day of safety if
Sorrow has made safety the day we were born.

19. O brothers, and we have a lineage from our love
Despite difference of fathers and ancestors.

20. We read the letters of the spelling from their ends
And we grope in it our father has perished.

21. And no recitation except what we repeat
From the bees’ beginning or from the end of Saad.

22. When do the horizons of the lighthouse light up for me
With a planet in the darkness of night and guide me?

23. And I notice the white balconies overlooking
Like eggs overlooking the pate of wild cows.

24. And I yearn from the old door an inclination
About the church wherein is most of my support

25. To where I recite relics and chant them.
So my chanting and poem reach the excuse.

26. The palace then the palm trees then the beautiful plain between them
Then the sweet basil then the green canes then the valley

27. Make me go and walk in its pacts
As the gentle wind made me used to watering it.

28. When will the abodes of the wandering therein return to them?
While the estrangement seeks them with water and provision.