1. The joys of Eid when time is serene,
Your presence is ever beautiful and fair.

2. If we ask for you in festivals, it would only judge
That you are a soul, nay, you are the body.

3. The festivals rejoice for you are their life.
Though fate may run its contrary course.

4. So celebrate an Eid whose eve is the night of full moon
And its dawn coupled with propitious ease.

5. After it days will give you more
Of similar gifts following in succession.

6. You will get the gentle new
Forgivingly and the harsh thorns will fall off you,

7. Until you see from Solomon and his successor
Muhammad what delights the eye and ear,

8. And rise to the heights attained by Abi Amr
Where nothing is feared for Al-Mamun the trusted,

9. The apples of your heart they are, in the core of their being
Of an essence, and in the eye of those who envy them, poignant.

10. The choicest of the splendid who heal by their rising
And who give refuge from anguish brought by time.

11. Nobles fit for kingship, their intelligence rendered them
Eligible, after their early training.

12. Rather, none cries out at birth
Except your writ is hostage in their grip.

13. They rush to you, none of their ilk
Ever failed, nor is fickleness in their nature.

14. Then, the neighing of steeds is their desire
When they are yet in wombs they have been trained to gallop.

15. Theirs is the speech of loners, not of the vulgar throng
Theirs is poetry without any twig in it.

16. They are your beauty when you walk proud
They are your swords if sedition comes your way.

17. And they are on time a scourge if it runs rough
Wherever it rages they are a piercing spearhead.

18. So no glance opposed to your pleasure
Except from them comes a blow upon its neck.

19. And the like of them is not raised in merit by years
But by noble traits, pedigree and discernment.

20. Of them the discerning says, when his eye lights up,
This is priceless, though the vile know no value.

21. He whose father is most glorious, is enriched by his jewel
Needless of increase, pleasing every weigh-master.

22. These gains come not with caravans from Yemen
Nor do ships bring the likes of them.

23. You reaped them after you had lived opulently
Your hair turning gray and your beard growing.

24. You sailed a sea of horrors, its coast
At times turbulent with tribulations and trials.

25. You found no peace inhabiting any land
Except you were pelted in it with no peace.

26. Wherever the face of injustice loomed in a homeland
The backs of your steeds were home.

27. You crossed the wastes of Sowf though unexplored
No wastes can settle them nor does familiarity make them cloy.

28. In its coarse terrain and treacherous straits
All but you, the able men, shirked.

29. After you uncovered what lay obscure in the thickets
Many a whisperer, well-named Hasan, called you.

30. So you visited him, resolved on only the best,
Neither did loyalty to you there swerve, nor temper give way.

31. You climbed the heights of Naziat persistently
Unto stations no fowl of hers inhabited.

32. You came to Awras leveling each rugged tract
Where shadows and wild beasts pass you.

33. Defiles few escape getting entangled in
Or come out safely from their twisting routes.

34. One who hears them described is filled with dread
How then one who travels them while being tested?

35. While you nonchalantly roam them as if
The caves and burrows there marvel at you.

36. So neither does the sun’s heat stop you from a purpose
Nor does a temporary impediment make you turn back.

37. You prefer the night to travel by day through them
As if you are hidden in the night’s eyelid and protected.

38. Fear itself fears you if you confront a dilemma
While your manner is smooth, in you no deceit.

39. Until you obtained an inheritance you sought
And what transpired was known to all.

40. Let not one who desires glory count it a pleasure feast
Dwelling in gardens is mediocre sans madness.

41. O opener of the cosmos with the radiance of his ambition
I alone reap but a handful of its harvest.

42. If your love raises one in rank
Then I, before the raised one, am most lowly.

43. These are the fruits of my thoughts which I have erected
As proof of sincerity for one who tests and examines.

44. I took them from you except that their adornment
Is wrought by you, O eloquent craftsman of speech.

45. It suffices you to refine the witness to their truth
Musk smells not sweet unless the pods are set right.

46. So grant me some affection that I may say to him
Who accuses me that my sale involved no fraud.

47. For your love is such that if you allow it
The soul is purified and wild cows submit.

48. A little, gifted by you, illuminates the garden and cities
So greet me, cheerful, at peace and secure.

49. And live long, so long as you are in this world, protected.