1. Greetings when your fragrance permeates as dawn breaks,
Even if after you one's heart feels constricted,

2. Who comes to visit you hopes for nothing
But to relax his soul without revealing his purpose.

3. On this day I came to your glorious threshold,
And before it, I came on another Friday,

4. And on each my heart returned filled,
Yet my palm turned empty.

5. I meet a messenger who tells that you
Have gone to the baths, if his news proves true.

6. I'm not one to shut the door in his face
Or hope for reward from other than my Creator.

7. But the followers of the prince, you see,
Are impetuous - they know not Zayd or Omar.

8. So I convey to you, O paragon whose
Virtues in every honored deed are seen,

9. That He who is Master of all intended
What was hard teaching to become easy for us.

10. News of the she-camel is now like my mare -
Of it we have only mention and memory.

11. Oh how long we've been absent, our coming
Was in hired carriages of Christians.

12. I'm amazed at the Ameen's reticence, as though
We task him to carry a mountain or sea!

13. It's just the field of knowledge made barren,
Abandoned by the ignorant, shunned and deserted.

14. I've written you what you see as obvious,
Pardoning, if the untrained make a misstep.

15. And I bid you the most virtuous greeting -
Greetings when your fragrance permeates as dawn breaks.