ساقني فأهلاً بالسقاية والساقي

سلافاً بها قام السرور على ساقِ

The bearer came so welcome, the water-bearer and his water

In anticipation of it, joy arose upon the water's course

ولا نُقل إلا من بدائعِ حِكمةٍ

ولا كأس إلا مِن سطور وأوراقِ

And nothing is conveyed but the masterpieces of wisdom

And no cup but of lines and pages

فقد أنشأت نشوةً بعد نشوةٍ

تمدُّ بروحانِيّةٍ ذات أذواقِ

Thus it created an ecstasy after ecstasy

Extending with spirituality of diverse tastes

فمن خطّها الباهي متاعٌ لناظري

وسمعي وحظُّ الروح من حظّها الباقي

So from its splendid calligraphy is enjoyment for my viewer

And hearing and the soul's share of it remains