1. You came like the dawn after night's darkness
Casting shadows with its gloom

2. And you returned like rainfall after drought
A downpour against the tucked-away mounts

3. I greeted you from up close and from afar
And you greeted while I was absent and present

4. Still setting out on your path and journeying
To glory, overcoming every misery

5. For you have not ceased being a sharp sword and a spear
Polished blades and a shield against spears and blood

6. A refuge and homes that did not abandon the fearful
And aid for the abandoned and wealth for the destitute

7. A minister whose good tidings the humans perceive
From his divisions, before dew and generosity

8. As lightning reveals the coming of rain
So the gladest tiding for every agonized and determined soul

9. A young man whom wisdom does not favor during his joy
Nor his generosity confined to a season

10. Rather, he is forbearing, and his wrath is bitter
The clouds of his generosity pour without stint

11. His pens take the place of his spears
And his views that of every unsheathed white blade

12. So his lines are the work of artful bees and pearls
And he strikes nowhere but with resolute courage

13. His lines are the work of artful bees and pearls
A well-arranged blend from the inkwell's dark tints

14. Abu Ja'far, the crown of kings, who has
Supremacy in excelling, if glories compete

15. Godfearing in his solitude
And striving to counsel the exalted Imam