1. If Asma' unveiled her veil,
The names would not unveil anything but her.

2. She concealed her beauty behind the veils of her glory,
So we missed her, and the years passed.

3. She is too sublime to be seen with the eye,
Every eye apart from hers is blind.

4. The heart witnessed her beauty so it guided him,
It guided him when opinions were lost.

5. The intellect comprehended her essence without reaching,
So the wise admitted their incapacity.

6. She disappeared in majesty when she appeared,
So she has concealment despite her appearance.

7. How many she misled and how many she guided,
And for each in what he saw is contention.

8. Lost is he who lost his way in her love and did not find,
Before him a path to her, or behind.

9. And guided is he whom she guided in the beginning, but
He does not know what destiny wills.

10. The ignorant claims to have reached her, but never,
Will pretension attain the protected one.

11. He who wished to see her directly,
Fell back, attaining only fatigue.

12. Mountains crumbled before her and became,
Dust, while she is of her radiant light.

13. Leave the claims of the people who came to her in ignorance,
For claims are her sons, the pretenders.

14. And follow the path of those she called to her,
A desire unsullied by hypocrisy.

15. And be passionate in your love of her to revive whatever you wish,
For the dead of her love are the living.