1. No mother of a hopeful son protects him
Except that hope shines out like a bride's smile.

2. He is the pole around which all affairs revolve
In the land of Tunis, abode of familiar zeal.

3. The bird of his fame never veered from its path
Despite the length of his moldering confinement.

4. His life and death are equal now
Since life is no more than the life of souls.

5. Rather, death removes the veil from him
As clouds part to reveal suns.

6. With every brilliant rising you see his visitors
Receive from his grace what the smile of a bride promises.

7. How many returned cheerful of spirit
After being disconsolate of heart.

8. Oh how many an abode he illuminated
Dawn breaks from it instead of darkness.

9. I swear by Him who made him guardian of His dependents
After losing the most beloved of intimates.

10. For no desirous or devout soul is deprived
By him of hopes or safety from fears.

11. His shelter saves the healthy and his balm
Cures the wounded heart and frees every prisoner.

12. Why not, and didn't Solomon-like power devolve upon him
After which no intimate can befit him.

13. The earth folds up and the air is subjugated
To speed his passage, and the dictionary too.

14. The banners of his hospitality are woven
By his hands alone - their pattern is sacrosanct.

15. Embroidered with a pampering that trails
The carpets of beloved traditional ways.

16. And by his emergence from the revered station
Their warp was never debased by lessons.

17. By his inheritance this man said:
"These feet of mine are above the heads of saints."

18. And his affection came to encompass all the worlds
When he appeared as a manifestation of the Holy Sanctifier

19. To care for the dispossessed and to carry them all,
And to promptly relieve afflictions by making them easy.

20. O ever-present savior who redirects
When the directing of affairs leaves men at their wits' end.

21. And so when he was hidden his traces
Did not disappear from its well-trodden path.

22. O lord of plenty and legacy engendered
By Abi Saraya, Ahmad son of the noble virtuous.

23. O possessor of expansive glory and aid
To the disconsolate desperate supplicant.

24. O you whose actions are verified by experiment and analogy,
And when words coincide on your direction.

25. O you whose tomb can scarcely contain
The teeming visitors, so vast is your bounty.

26. And your awesomeness is such that it seems
Any violator of it trespasses against what is inviolate.

27. Muhiddin, aspiring to your gift-bestowal
Has exposed himself to your accustomed generosity.

28. He did not aim, in praising you,
At anything but following a noble purpose.