لَبِسَ الماءُ وَالهَواءُ صَفاءَ

وَاِكتَسى الرَوضُ بَهجَةً وَبَهاءَ

The water and air donned clarity,

And the meadow was clothed in splendor and beauty.

فَكَأَنَّ النِهاءَ صِرنَ رِياضاً

وَكَأَنَّ الرِياضَ عُدنَ نِهاءَ

It was as if the wilds became gardens,

And the gardens became Eden's wilds.

وَكَأَنَّ الهَواءَ صارَ رَحيقاً

وَكَأَنَّ الرَحيقَ صارَ هَواءَ

It was as if the air turned to fragrance,

And the fragrance turned to air.

وَتَخالُ السَماءَ بِاللَيلِ أَرضاً

وَتَرى الأَرضَ بِالنَهارِ سَماءَ

By night, the sky seems an earth,

By day, you see the earth a sky.

جَلَّلَتها الأَنواءُ زَهراً وَصُفراً

يَومَ ظَلَّت تُنادِمُ الأَنواءَ

The breezes adorned it with flowers and yellow,

The day it kept company with the winds.

فَتَراها ما بَينَ نَوءٍ وَنَورٍ

تَتَكافا تَبَسُّماً وَبُكاءَ

You see it, between brightness and light,

Exchanging smiles and tears.

وَتَظَلُّ الأَشجارُ تَتَّخِذُ الحُسنَ

قَميصاً أَوِ الجَمالَ رِداءَ

The trees remain, taking beauty

As shirts, or cloaks of grace.

لَبِسَت حينَ أَثمَرَت خُلُداتٍ

وَإِكتَسَت حينَ أَورَقَت سيراءَ

When fruited, they wore eternity,

When leafed, they were clad in brilliance.

وَتَرى السَروَ كَالمَنابِرَ تَزهى

وَتَرى الطَيرَ فَوقَها خُطَباءَ

You see the cypress like pulpits glorying,

And birds above them preachers.