1. The son of Musa has passed with virtues sublime,
And knowledge most noble marched in his time.

2. Guidance and faith followed steadfast his way,
As clinging vines 'round a straight tree entwine.

3. O caravan of dew, return light of load!
No intricate carvings adorn your abode.

4. We hoped he would live to lead in the right,
A sage Imam of wisdom untold.

5. In calmness he dwells, yet his stillness conceals
A mind ever thoughtful, alert and acute.

6. Each morn boats set sail with gifts for his door,
While standards encircle his abode.

7. But Fate stilled the winds that fanned his great name,
Though once they blew swirling, strong and profuse.

8. In Tus did death find and enfold him in gloom,
With no friends around him, no kin to amuse.

9. Say to those who rejoice at our loss: "Gently, wait!
No man who walks upright is spared by his fate."

10. You exulted to see this dear soul parted us,
Whom the Prophet bewailed as a pillar of faith.