1. قَد نَزَل الشّيبُ بِرَأسي وَقالْ

    قُمْ هَيِّئِ الزادَ وَشدَّ الرّحال

    Gray hair has settled upon my head and said:

    “Rise, prepare provisions, and fasten the saddles.”

  2. وَالشّيبُ شَمسٌ قَد تَبدَّت وَهَل

    بَعدَ طُلوعِ الشّمسِ إِلّا الزّوال

    And gray hair is a sun that has appeared; and is there

    after the sun’s rising anything but decline?