1. The full moon shone and lightning flashed in 'Aqeeq,
Your eyes overflowed with intense love.

2. I remembered you, and longing stirred within me,
I saw a land illuminated, and light spreading through the land.

3. I sensed lightning relating news of a silent land -
A conversation of passion, telling a tale about it.

4. Why does your heart listen whenever the abode of the beloved is mentioned?
And melt whenever it is recalled?

5. One who has tasted love cannot be released from yearning
For union - and one who has tasted love knows.

6. God has a house in which the breeze of acceptance blows,
Its scent and aroma a fragrance in the world.

7. Light has risen in its corners and mounted high,
The downpour of generosity in it cascading down.

8. So how can clouds, when their hail disperses,
Verify the matter in their hail, for you to see?

9. And how can perfume, when its breeze carries
Its fragrance, when it passes by at dawn?

10. It shone and illuminated like a glass lamp
When its solitary light appeared clearly in its niche.

11. I wish passion would return the wandering lightning,
And shatter the prey with its sparks, if they flash.

12. With a white flame in its stove it would seize
And melt from its heat when hitting the valleys.

13. The hearts of enemies have become its sheaths, and their
Livers on the day of Badr and Qalib became cisterns.

14. And how many long lives it gave to drink a draft
That intoxicated when it touched their skulls.

15. And at Quraydhah, when they were only eight
Hundred, it attacked their encampment and fled.

16. And towards Marhab of the impenetrable fortress, and he of
Resolute determination, whose limit was to slay.

17. The well-chested, among the mass of Kharijites
It destroyed when their blood flowed in Nahrawan.

18. And how many clusters they became, due to its blade,
And multitudes, like violent waves it shattered.

19. Its supporter was the rightly-guided Al-Mu'ayyad Al-Din,
Who never ceased to give victory to the party of God's Messenger.

20. From the family of Khandaf, auspicious of forehead, and he who
Appeared over the noses of the pagan armies.

21. Father of Dust, Commander of the Faithful, and he by
Whose merit the masters of masters ruled.

22. Husband of the maiden, pure of origin - she was blessed
By the overflowing of his spirit of chastity and poverty.

23. Ocean of knowledge, its spring of virtue, mine of
Wisdom - he narrates and flows from him whenever fresh.

24. Brother of the Messenger and minister - I do not deny him,
And ties of kinship rightly bring joy to ministry.

25. His rank encompassed the celestial spheres,
And his superiority filled the world without pride.

26. Master of the army, bold in battle, when
The conflict grew heated and war flared up.

27. Lion of the den and sword of the early Muslims, to
The fire of passions, to fell all disbelievers.

28. Wise scholar, as if God molded him
With kindness, and originated him from His bounty.

29. Or he was hidden light, then made manifest,
Until he formed, at the zenith of highness, a moon.

30. O foremost of people in Islam, of purest
Origin, and most fragrant branch when it blossoms.

31. There has come in the definitive verse your praise -
Recited to us when the reciter of the Book reads.

32. "Take charity while bowing," so one who hopes
To attain your towering glory restricts himself.

33. "God has purified you from all filth,
And cleansed you of defilement, wherever you were."

34. Prolonged has been my yearning for the grave in which you settled,
When it contained an ocean overflowing with mystical knowledge.

35. My heart has become ill from Shawwal to Sha'ban,
Whenever Rajab comes and I prepare for Safar.

36. And whenever I stand from your visit, worldly matters seat me,
And if I want to journey, excuses detain me.

37. You have no insight, O times! For you have
Delayed me, though the guide of the guided traveled.

38. What of one who came crookedly, severed?
But he has attained what he loved, so he won.

39. And one who comes to you humiliated, you return dignified.
I have abandoned my people, homeland, and dwelling places,

40. And one who aspires to the sublime and lofty is patient.
And I came to Baghdad, O Son of the North, from Mudar,

41. For one who wants grace should come to Mudar.
I pitched my tent, hopes, and what my soul sought,

42. What came to my mind, what occurred to me, and what I imagined.
And I stood in the radiant court, supplicating,

43. And became, through its evident light, dazzled.
So by God's spirit, a grave from you I have not recited

44. Verses of truth, nor read a reading, and intoned.