1. He watered a place draped
Between palms and stones

2. Or the folds of smooth dunes
As though when squeezed

3. From seeds or dripping
What flows from needleheads

4. The breeze blows to it, with flutes
A northern wind spreads

5. Then hills and roars
Roaring rolls of maidens

6. With every fine-haired hyrax
In the palm of a bending, diseased one

7. When he shakes, it scatters
So it sparks a fire with flint

8. Your sparks with the striker, the dry
Near the heated oven

9. He circled it, the barren
Spring and autumn vanished

10. Shaking the leaves of plants
From the valleys and beds

11. Thus they are like mourning men
Wandering, turning their sight

12. To ponds and meadows
Sweet water flows to them

13. Until when water was hoarded
He led them, then turned away

14. As if on the sky's face
From its downpour when it descends

15. A pool or river
Or frost on the burrow

16. Like the eyes of cows
As if that rain

17. When it began and poured
The renowned goat's hand

18. Of Qais and Mudar's spring
Rather, it is brighter and rounder

19. And vague, blocking harm
Nothing human inside

20. Its darkness, under wine
Hugging a cloak, like an old man

21. As if, when it curled up
An old man who craved old age

22. Or an old monastery that unfurled
Carpets made of hair

23. Until when hungry, it crept
To insects in a barren land

24. Butterflies scattered
It feeds on them, what was dispersed

25. Between the journey and trees
A desert I crossed the valleys

26. In it with a hump, like a shovel
Like what's above the palm trees

27. Melted from the journey's length
To a man who led mankind

28. And was evil since he grew up and attained puberty
Either with benefit or harm

29. Like an undrawn, blunt sword
Superior being of creation

30. From a better group of people
Beauty of nomads and settled

31. People of pillar and house
Visit him, excellent visitation

32. And seek refuge in him from others
Seek refuge in a hole, if it saw

33. A poor man, it would not covet
Given joys without reluctance

34. As if opposing the full moon
It left nothing, neither halted nor stopped

35. And never hoarded or stored
Anything but goodness of news

36. That, and gratitude of one thankful
O son of racing steeds

37. And criticizers of frontiers
And leavers in graves

38. Full of travels
My connection to you is overflowing favor

39. My poetry and others' poems
If we were silent, no loss caused

40. Dawn makes the observer needless
Of a witness, when it bursts forth

41. O you, my poetry boasts of
Live forever, years of triumph

42. Happiest in other holidays
Excuse a loyal one, if he could not attend

43. If he walked on sight itself
Towards you, would not risk harm

44. You are most deserving of excuse
And dye for them white pearls

45. Carved under rock
Daughters of night and wakefulness

46. I fixed them from jaggedness
And from a chain of significance

47. Thus they are like precious pearls
Thoughts plunged into them

48. In a sea's abyss that roared
Praises never borrowed

49. And never enumerated
Pure from turbidity

50. Reminding you in a dusty era
Al-Qutami's praise overflows

51. And a land in which he visited