وَاِنشَقَّ ثَوبُ الظَلامِ عَن قَمَرٍ
يَضحَكُ في أَوجُهِ الدُجُنّاتِ
And the robe of darkness split open to reveal a moon,
laughing in the faces of the deep glooms,
كَأَنَّما النَجمُ حينَ قابَلَهُ
قَبيعَةٌ في نِصابِ مِرآةِ
as though the star, when it faced the moon,
were a pommel set in a mirror’s handle.
Sol 5.6