1. A figment of your imagination made the caravan halt submissively,
While fate had yoked the land and parched us.

2. He penetrated from the west with his waterskin as a rider,
He led his enemies all the way to the springs of Qunayy.

3. He afflicted the deceived, depriving them of all comfort,
Because they had sought the heights, pitching their tents arrogantly.

4. When they demolished reputations, they were not diminished,
For each has a parody sung when glory is attained.

5. So greetings to him who inspires passion or who prohibits it.
To God belongs both his misdeeds and virtues.

6. I wondered how he crossed the atmosphere, shedding all ties,
And how he traversed the valley of Ghada secretly.

7. Valiant amid such deeds, his like behaved similarly,
With hearts racing wildly, though at times becalmed.

8. Through him we saw a long friendship made obscure
By the vanity of delight and artful hypocrisy.

9. And loyalty to meaningless pledges and treachery
Whenever he is recalled, wakeful, changing colors.

10. The caravan of sleep asks about us curiously
And does not ask the travelers from our land about us.

11. May God water the days when we arrive at Mina,
Alive to regain life with the unkempt hair of Mina.

12. And greet the branches and valleys which recounted to us
The ridges above the valley of pebbles and springs.

13. For many hearts fell in that enclosure,
Were you to search for them, they would become clear.

14. And needs fulfilled though not for pilgrimage
We were preoccupied with them in Mecca, but God did not preoccupy us.

15. Return me to the days with their changing fortunes,
Lightening my burden which has weighed heavily upon me.

16. I carried it until my back was bent and my strength faded,
And the vertebrae refused to be fortified.

17. I reproached them gently and bitterly,
But saw no one awake and listening among them.

18. When I saw reproach make difficult matters easy,
I became submissive, guilty of negligence.

19. I rested my back, supported by companions,
Who here protected the edges of my carpet, and there,

20. Upon a family where injustice does not prey upon a neighbor,
Even if among their seeds he is richer and fatter.

21. It is as though the stranger lodges among them,
Having chosen between eagles and eagles as a dwelling.

22. I clung to the hem of their garment and loyalty
At the pinnacle of a towering palm tree made secure.

23. They love prudence in character and provision for homes
And acquiring knowledge for eternity and wealth for loss.

24. Kings who count the stars, one by one,
Even if they surpassed them in generosity, glory, and loftiness.

25. For them is an oasis, Abdul Rahim its shepherd,
Fresh when green, and its sons are a ripe harvest.

26. They have settled and grown from their origin and increased
Through their own efforts - the increase of springs from the canal.

27. They have repelled creeping vines with activity and vitality
And steered their course among the trunks toward fruiting.

28. May God destroy in them every rival
At the council of nobles until we are assured.

29. If the cloud said "Who among you is a young man
To relieve me when I am straitened?" He said to it "I!"

30. They are the five fingers, the palm of their generosity
Has become in no need of little or much.

31. They have paid every debt to the eminent
And allotted a share to the eye of sufficiency.

32. So he carried out what they made his responsibility,
Without frustration, or weakness of determination.

33. A young man whose manners encompass all people, able
To make the rugged temperament gentle.

34. Generosity has bestowed upon him people's hearts, so you never see
The heart of any man that has not made him its home.

35. If he had not won praise through wealth, the nobility
Of his sublime traits would have won him praise and commendation.

36. He bears the burdens of leadership, undertaking
Its weights if the generous fall short or become distracted.

37. Loyal, sincere, the more you censure the fickle fellow,
The more he gives equally to the poor and the wealthy.

38. The horsemen of sufficiency have slipped away and departed,
While he passed by its smooth and rough terrain.

39. Its discerning eye looked to him when they were blind,
And they complained of its winding ways, and we were assured.

40. A boy like the sharp blade of a sword - he was shaken but did not bend,
And the firm chest of a spear was extended but did not fold.

41. The mother of success reared him alone,
It was long for her before he had a companion or mate.

42. Sacrifice for Ali! Greedy for his place of glory,
Deceitful fate did not believe him.

43. He wanted but did not attain, so he died of rage,
And not every death is to be shrouded and buried.

44. You were created with a nature stubborn to your enemies
And kind to your Master - so be compassionate.

45. You were to him a comrade of the spearhead and handful
Of the reins, aiding the sword with your right hand.

46. I have dedicated you as faithful and forbidden
To treachery, protected and fortified.

47. And you have brought me down from the abode of seclusion
To a place which disciplines my resolve to wander.

48. Trustworthy and noble, the shadows of your favor
Suddenly engulfed me before I knew how they came to be.

49. I have pledged to you my spirit, not expecting it back, out of love,
And it was precious to be sold or pledged.

50. I was no fool in my deal with your hand, which
Negotiated my praise and love lest I should lose.

51. It was a shortcoming, the debt of sin I incurred,
So here I am, erasing it, regretful and submissive.

52. I turned my face from you for a time, and you were to me,
Though your paths diverged, saddening.

53. We both gathered fruit, so pardon and neglect the past
Behind us, otherwise divide the reproach between us.

54. And grant my tongue the slip of silence, for tomorrow
It will, describing your virtues, become untiring tongues.

55. You will hear them put the poetic forms to shame with their congestion,
Becoming a creation for the transmitters and chronicles.

56. From the stored words, its secret has slumbered
To you and become manifest through you.

57. Surpassing poems from sheets
Like the beekeeper has uncovered his bees' harvest.

58. When the identifier marks their foreheads
With "Father of Hasan," they return more beautiful by your mention.

59. Like the diver's jewel, it was unique
In its touching and turning, the most precious and expensive.

60. The festivals visit you adorned with it
As a headband, necklace, and jewelry made beautiful.

61. Cloaks - the day has not spun over you -
Of fine wool, wrapped around the houses.

62. When the worshippers supplicate, their prayer is:
“O descendants of Abdul Rahim, submit to us!”