1. Why has he awakened sorrows, so the night's solitude became severe,
And imagination was stirred?

2. Why does he walk in processions of the night,
Conversing with its ghosts and shadows?

3. Beware the smile of the child belittles him,
A strong one wrestling generations.

4. Baring his head before every beauty,
Seeking to extract beauty from everything.

5. A Sufi who broke the shackles and attained
A lifetime of rapture and supplication.

6. Made from the clay of sadness and coated with
Fire and fervor thus becoming refined steel.

7. Then destiny proclaimed: "Be!" And so it became
The clay of misery an exemplar poet.

8. Who sings with the winds when they sing,
Thus inspiring his companion and the hills.

9. He made every hilltop a pulpit from which
He pours upon his hearing long sorrows.

10. He is a child who built from sand, palaces,
Which are his hopes, though he razed the sands.

11. Like a fragrant branch perfuming people,
Though it withers from burning and inflammation.