1. The eyes of oblivion closed suddenly
Upon a glorious man of high stature

2. And with sadness I probed for him
Bidding the world farewell with grief

3. It loaded its burden on the shoulders of time
Leaving it to whimper in exhaustion

4. A catastrophe that left no ice on hearts
Nor patience for afflictions

5. If only the mother of calamities would become barren
Of the woes she suddenly birthed

6. She gave birth when she disgraced a dignified elder
None like him even in the days of youth

7. So his hands reached the sanctuary of glory
Piercing the heart of the eminent with the arrow of destiny

8. Ending his life and that of others, strangely
The best of body parts were afflicted

9. O martyr of doves, may God bless you
With forgiveness and grace in the corner of oblivion

10. And quench with it the soil that held your body
With rains of forgiveness and bounty

11. So mean are the tearing eyes, and how magnificent
Were the tearing clouds and firmaments

12. Where is death that seized you whole
In its inevitable grasp, tearing at the joints?

13. You left with generosity on the night of travel
Satiating the thirsty dreams of desire

14. Yes, the Lord of munificence, when
Calamity befalls, shatters the dreams of the aspiring

15. Yes, the Lord of discourse, when adversity eats away
At the discourse of the resolute in afflictions

16. Yes, the Lord of dew, when the fox
Coats its fur-coat with grime in winter

17. Yes, the Lord of towns, when the winds
Blow north in the dusty, murky winter

18. Yes, the Lord of the eyelids on a night
That ends with their glow dispelling the darkness

19. O noblest of mankind, east and west
Lower your eyes, disappointed, donning the gown of chastity

20. And despair for raging passion in those
Who cared for you more than fathers

21. Their love for you would suffice even if
The two horizons were to vie in affection

22. If your eyes were to weep for him, and the
Seven seas and snakes weep in mourning

23. They would not express a fraction of what
His generous palm dispensed

24. They sent the martyr towards a tomb wherein is found
Sublimity and generosity

25. And seek solace in it from the deepest pain
Of stricken hearts, darkened with sorrow

26. A grave from which your livelihood poured, so
Pour over it the blood of your entrails

27. In it lies the Sufficient One who sufficed
Adam with cloud-showers for the sons

28. I wish I knew how death drew near him
While he was in the prime of glorious youth

29. Did it come to him begging as he gave
All that his hands contained to the poor?

30. His virtues wished to ransom him
With their glorious and generous sons

31. They take his place with their eyes, but
He takes light’s place in their eyes

32. While they are dead in life, he is
A dead man counted among the living

33. So the vile soul coveted him when
Destitution came calling ashamed

34. After a lifetime providing plenty through his
Unbounded open-handedness

35. Poverty learned its need for him, but
Death did not, among the destitute

36. You unleashed his fate from drought
With dew and remarkable generosity

37. So he reaped what he reaped, and it is no wonder
Ill-fate befalls the open-handed

38. If he was angry at You yesterday for
This silent calamity

39. Today, in Muhammad you have
utmost acceptance, he is most accepting

40. A resurrector whose radiant face
Pours, like the dripping of clouds, the water of life

41. Sublime, the heavens are dull earth
To his towering aspirations

42. With virtues my verse cannot contain
Even if I indexed the stars in the sky

43. Or my mouth became in it an eloquent tongue
I could not express a fraction of praise

44. To enumerate them words fail, so I
Deemed it impossible to enumerate

45. The Excellence of Virtue became enamored with him
And the necklaces of glory adorned him

46. An intelligent one, compared to whom if
The people of merit were weighed, they seem fools

47. One who prays for glory behind his brother
In the race of nobles and peers

48. Striving virtuously with precious mettle
Above all other equals

49. Each appears to belong to
The ancestry of fathers

50. For the generous palms you are gems
In which clouds melt on the day of rain

51. O assembly of glory, the honorable entourage
Pale of face, verdant in the afterlife

52. Muhammad granted them fair remembrance for
He was the righteous son

53. Awake in the guardianship of God’s religion even
In states of inadvertent neglect

54. With an unsullied, white conscience
Unchanged by the iniquities of white and yellow

55. O knowing guide who targets the unseen
With a steady aim true of insight

56. O stoic of grief who folds his emotions
Muffling his groans silently

57. To you time bowed until
In description, you were among the chaste

58. You grasped gentleness in your hand so the world
Became your freed slave through your gentleness

59. If the servant did wrong, a servant can be
Wrong out of blind misguidance toward his Master

60. You unleashed the shackles of his years of dearth
With your clouds of favor and remarkable generosity

61. So he reaped what he reaped, and it is no wonder
Ill-fate befalls the emancipated

62. If yesterday he angered you
With the silent strike of this calamity

63. Today in Muhammad you have delight
And utmost acceptance from Him

64. One whose resurrecting essence drips
Like the dripping of clouds, the bashfulness of life

65. Sublime - towards his aspirations the Firmament
Is but stars, the shining of its essence as light

66. And virtues my verse cannot contain
Even if I indexed the meteors in the sky

67. Or my mouth spoke in it an eloquent tongue
I could not attain the outskirts of praise

68. Without enumerating them, words fail
So counting them becomes impossible

69. The heart of Splendor fell in love with him
Not with the affection of beautiful gazelles

70. His nature excelled mankind, overflowing
To make the meadow into a singing garden

71. A refined nature that renders
The air dense in his presence

72. Suckled by Sublimity with two teats, and two
From the Suckling of the Mother of Sublimity

73. Through time they share equally the pride
Above all creatures without rivalry

74. His soul befriended generosity from its first youth
Blessed was the prime of his burgeoning youth

75. And he comprehended virtue in tender age, surpassing
The stride of elders in glory

76. O great breadth of chests in every ordeal
And heaviness of resolve in tribulation

77. You will not stray for the full moon guides you
Through the darkness of the murky night

78. As does his brother Muhammad, your dream in which is
Hussein, solace of the suffering

79. In every significant event you have faces
Immune from the ravages of time’s praise

80. And souls that when they meet with afflictions
Do not waver when they clash

81. And hearts as smooth as honesty that chime
Melodiously with every funeral tune

82. Bearing your name is consolation for anguish
And bearing your calamities I fold into myself

83. So you have in one another some solace
And we have in you fair consolation