1. That affection, what is the view of the exalted one regarding it?
It melted the armor of glory, infuriated by its harshness

2. I established it, but in the heart of the envious of it
Foundations that pride was building its builder

3. It became sick with estrangement's stinginess, it fell ill
With an illness that afflicted the soul of the exalted one within it

4. So, for God's sake, in preserving it, for indeed it
Nearly rose against the world and its minarets

5. What is the excuse of one who turned away from it while it comes
After what afflicted him and afflicted it?

6. My pact with it is that it wears the raiments of its pride
And good tidings drip from its edges

7. So wonder - and what an astonishment its time has been
One who used to make it laugh has now come to make it weep

8. And how with all that reproach have I not been healed
When some of the truth would heal it from him

9. An illness of estrangement I have not ceased trying to cure
Both from it and by being cured through my reproach I wish it

10. I have not folded over despair about which it folded
Until I grew weary and it grew weary of my complaining

11. So excuse your brother when the cure grew wearisome, for indeed
The medicine was exhausted and its remedy did not work

12. Ask Dima whenever I petition her, her
Lightning flashes for me and its seclusions melt away

13. What is wrong with it that the lightning's betrayal in it
I seek protection for it from the God who originated it

14. So get up and restore it, Abu Al-Hadi, without delay
With generosity - you before today initiated it

15. If I said hope and generosity have died, the fingers
Of your palm in life have not extended for those who wish it