1. Dreams are more fitting for one whose temples have grayed,
And praise is more proper for one whose trials have endured,

2. And a man is one who is not vexed by what comes his way,
Who does not see terror except when in its midst,

3. So if his eulogizer and praiser are inaccessible,
His wishers and mourners will come to him,

4. Abu Al-‘Ala whose calamities were immense,
Because of my intention towards him, his clouds rained,

5. Were it not for the Purified, his fingers would not
Guide him to the chaste where poetry adorns its owner,

6. He gives freely, unasked, before being requested,
So if you ask, you get what you seek from him,

7. If times betray, his fingers will not betray,
Or if the rain withholds, its gifts do not withhold,

8. Blessed of face, auspicious of forehead,
Bestower of wishes, exempt from tolls,

9. He shows you in the beginnings of opinion the best
Of what its consequences will later bring,

10. O Scribe! When destinies flowed, his pen flowed,
His virtues have spread in the land,

11. His fingers have ordained spending for the virtuous,
Just as they have ordained destruction for his enemies,

12. A finder of ways to praise and describer of it,
And devoid of ways of dispraise and censure,

13. Goodness does not escape you wherever its forehead shone,
Or its darkness crept in whatever place,