1. Youth is gone, though passion still ignites,
My heart for youth while gray my hair incites,

2. I blame myself, though willingly resigned,
For your white locks rebuke my self-maligned,

3. Hear me or awaken, blame or justify,
For now is time for your repose and mine

4. Spared by your frost from all reproving looks
As eyes by lids from searching glances shied

5. My lids refrain from glancing to entice
Or draw a glance suspecting or surprised

6. How dare you hunt while feathers miss your bow
As fledglings shorn of wing, how can it fly?

7. Enough this frost your bold approach forewarns
And makes intruders in their tracks to halt

8. The frost reminds me of a joyful voice
Now hushed while mourning doves their loss bemoan

9. It brings to mind the garden's faded bloom
When sunlight fades, in veils of grief withdrawn

10. The frost recalls the lightning's vivid flash
The cooing dove, the moaning camel's call

11. Alas the pain, the grief for days now gone
The days of woe until the judgment comes

12. Shall I lament what's lost and find no balm
While comforter neglects my bitter plight?

13. We parted all, though much against my will
No friend beside me, all companions fled

14. My hands could grasp, but now can only clutch
As fuel-gathering replaces guiding reins

15. How I desire the cooling touch of youth
Among the virtues, fate's most gracious gift

16. You wore time's garb, while fate all garments rends
Though none but you should that attire befit

17. I dressed you only for my day of pride
When visiting the noble king of grace

18. Yet now I'm blamed, while you have passed from me
And only memories your form evoke

19. The frost reminds me of a long-lost voice
That stirs my heart yet flees beyond my reach

20. The beauties now deny what once they gave
Not for some fault or deed beyond reproach

21. They say enough, for frost marks limits now
And hastens punishments not justified

22. My bonds they break, though I did not transgress
I'm blamed for what I never strove to grasp

23. For when the frost they see as sin proclaimed
No pardon can amend that guilty charge

24. You will not be excused when others form
Unjust reproach for sins that are not yours

25. The frost recalls the days of youthful bloom
When garden bowers welcomed every breeze

26. Boughs swaying gently, bending graceful trees
While birds melodious trilled joyful songs

27. Should sunlight strike their vivid hues, they fade
Behind the veils of grief are hid from sight

28. A radiant beam subdued by evening's shroud
Like the dim glow in fevered, listless eyes

29. The frost reminds of meadows lush and green
Where insects roam and humming locusts glide

30. Beside a pond diminished by the drought
Its failing waters destined to subside

31. Once full, now emptied by the summer heat
Its silent ripples lost without a trace

32. When breezes cross, ripples in waves appear
Upon its surface messages they trace

33. The frost recalls my youth, a cooling gale
That stirs the drowsy sand in twilight's glow

34. Bearing the scent of flower gardens veiled
As perfume's sunrise warmth begins to show

35. It brings to mind the lightning's brilliant sparks
The cooing dove, the camel's pitiful cry

36. Alas the grief, the pain for youth now gone
While anguished days unsoothed by comfort fly

37. Shall no assuaging balm my sorrows end?
Has comforter neglected my distress?

38. We're sundered now against my heart's desire
No friend remains to soothe my loneliness

39. My hands could grasp, but now can only grope
As if to gather fuel, not guide the steed

40. How cool was youth's embrace, most gracious gift
Among the virtues rarest to exceed

41. The frost reminds of arrows targeting hearts
That pierce the mail and find their fatal mark

42. Your dart, eyes veiled, has struck me to the core
Straight to the heart beyond the armor's arc

43. It left me numb, while you in comfort rest
At ease and tranquil, heedless of my pain

44. Stars' journeys never moved me thus before
Nor cobra-like crept underfoot terrain

45. The frost recalls the blooms of paradise
Beside the rivers promised for the blessed

46. Soothing the shades are heaven-sent winds
Stirring the boughs in gentle beckoning

47. Should branches sway, the birds break out in song
Mournful and plaintive, cooing unrestrained

48. The frost recalls the meadows of regret
Where locusts roam and hum in circling flight

49. When sunlight fades upon their vivid hues
In veils of grief they shrink in sad delight

50. The frost reminds of a secluded pond
Once full, now waning, faded from its prime

51. Its failing waters destined to subside
Silence has stilled the ripples in their time

52. No breeze disturbs its once abundant depths
Now diminished, destined to decline

53. It speaks no more in tones melodious
Its voice is silenced, lackingformer words

54. The frost recalls my youth, a gentle breeze
That stirred the slumbering sand as daylight fades

55. Bearing the scent of blossoms newly veiled
As morning sun awakes their perfumed glade

56. It reminds me too of lightning's vivid flash
The cooing dove, the groaning camel's moan

57. Alas the pain, the grief for youth now fled
While anguished days their consolation shun

58. Shall I not comfort find to soothe my soul
Until I reach the grave, this bitter fate?

59. Better to reunite with cherished friend
And find reward in this, though come too late

60. In this is recompense beyond compare
Returning homeward past delusion's veil

61. Life is not for the living, once their prime
Is past, and youth's bright morning shadows pale

62. Each rain in season nurtures tender shoots
The cloudburst churns, the lightning flashes wild

63. I have not savored such delights for long
Nor yearned again for clouds with rain beguiled

64. I do not breathe the heady airs of youth
Regretting what elusive breezes stole

65. I look ahead, my spirit undismayed
Gloom stirs me not, disrupts not my soul's calm

66. The beauties now refuse their songs and glance
And though it tempts, I make no bold advance

67. Their eyes refuse, they shun all thought of war
Not out of fear or caution, but disdain

68. Enough, they say, your frost deserves respect
And hastened punishment would be inane

69. Unjust that they so hastily would bind
The cords of fate, though I no crime contrived

70. For when the frost itself offends the eye
What hope has mortal man so soon deprived?

71. The frost recalls those ever-faithful friends
True comrades, tested, worthy of my trust

72. Whose ready hands redeem each earnest pledge
Dispelling doubts, disproving each unjust

73. It shows me those whose promises were vain
Mirage-like beyond horizon's distant verge

74. Or scattered ashes by capricious winds
Now swirling aimless, vanished o'er the verge

75. The frost reminds of bounty now withheld
Once freely flowing, full without reserve

76. While now you water other lands instead
For I remain unblessed, without deserve

77. You overflowed the channels, met the needs
Of all who came, like Tigris in full spate

78. While I drew water from my own deep well
That lacked the plenty of your flood's estate

79. My buckets rose, but you no drops would spare
To fill my vessel, be it small or grand

80. Did I not strike the flint with skill and strength?
My sparks sufficed to kindle and expand

81. I see your clouds' abundant blessed rains
Withhold from me their downpour and refrain

82. When you are vexed by critics, some mishap,
You glance my way with gesture of disdain

83. Like hands outstretched amid the hungry throngs
When crops have failed, the rains long been delayed

84. Does plenty fill granaries for all
When harvest fails and droughts exact their pay?

85. Do goats draw milk denied the lambs and kids
When rightful owners come to claim their share?

86. No, you bestow regardless of desert
Your rain and bounty all alike may share

87. We fault the rains though we're the ones to blame
No fault exists in your unstinting hands

88. The rain destroyed our structures, all but tents
And lofty domes that firm embedded stand

89. It checked our bold designs and reckless plans
Though had we been allowed, we would protest

90. It hid the light when we received its floods
Yet in your bounty no such limit rests

91. Though clouds succeed, your bounty still excels
This is unquestioned, verified, not guessed

92. You both give freely, not for favor gained,
Partaking of one nature, ever blessed

93. You both refresh mankind devoid of pride,
Not seeking gain or plotting interest

94. So joy pursue and blessing without end
A reign secured from all unlawful wrest

95. This final word I have still to relate
That you rebuke not those whom you have blessed

96. Test me in whatever way you desire
My goal is you, and patience is my best

97. My path is blocked, horizons now obscured
My steps confused, direction aimless drift

98. Yet I speak not of my own merit here
Lest bold words brand me with their tainted drift

99. If I exceed due bounds in your praise
My songs of praise betray me, falseness sift

100. Whence can I find words fitting to convey
Your merit sole, else be accused of theft?

101. So now I stand disheveled and perplexed
Sand-veils of dawn conceal the sun's first rays

102. Girded by noble fathers long ago
With crowns of kings endowed in fabled days

103. How can a grasping hand make me relent
When destiny's own grip could not forestall?

104. Save you, all others crouch beneath my hand
While people's weapons short of reaching all

105. My lofty citadel no flood can breach
No torrent's fury shake its steadfast base

106. My spring is safe beyond contagion's reach
No tainted waters leave a tainted trace

107. Let doubters speak of rain withheld from me
All doors but yours are closed to their excuse

108. How many vile accusers shrewdly seek
To frame their guilt as though they have no use

109. Your brilliant torch banishes the gloom
Dispelling night, eclipsing all its shrouds

110. Impregnable, you scorn competing spears
The critics and assailants' jeering crowds

111. We fault the rain though we're the ones to blame
No fault exists in your unstinting hands

112. The rain destroyed our structures, all but tents
And lofty domes that firm embedded stand

113. When harvest fails, your bounty never ceases
While rain obscures, your plenty never hides

114. Your flowing hands give gold without alloy
While rain suspended leaves emptied tide

115. Your bounty has no season of demise
While rain evades at fate and fortune's tides

116. Yet both partake of nature generous
So goodness share, all bitterness besides

117. Both give ungrudgingly without remorse
Whether received or not, without accounts

118. So joy pursue and blessing without end
A reign secured from all unlawful wrest

119. This final word I have still to relate
That you rebuke not those whom you have blessed

120. Test me in whatever way you desire
My goal is you, and patience is my best

121. Though blocked my path, horizons now obscured
My steps confused, direction aimless drift

122. I still hope on, assured good fortune comes
Reward awaits beyond the yielding rift

123. Let no false rumors breed unjust mistrust
That shuts the doors which you so free unlocked

124. Many appear with spun excuses, false
Though base deceits by righteous minds are blocked

125. Are you not steadfast, resolute and brave?
Neither stingy of gifts nor selfishly vain?

126. You give unheeding of the skies withheld
Your noble deeds no drought can render vain

127. Are you not virtuous, perfect amid peers?
Due tribute yours, unmatched in any age?

128. All tongues of slander you arrest mid-speech
While calumny cannot pollute your page

129. You champion every victim of offense
Each injured refugee beneath your shield

130. Probity you demonstrate in word and deed
Honor in person and protection sealed

131. We cannot match you among mortal ranks
This truth withstands refute and counterclaim

132. You give sincere, while vices taint the rest
So share the noble and the pure in name

133. You live forever blessed, fettered by no fears
Your wealth and reign reject unlawful grasp

134. Most wondrous! Ever you remain my awe
Each lasting age reveals some work to surpass

135. My final words repeat this closing plea
Forgive my faults, absolve this inadequate praise

136. By your decree am I now judged, reproved
My goal is you, and patience is my way