حَمِدتُ إِلهي بَعدَ عُروَةَ إِذ نَجا

خِراشٌ وَبَعضُ الشَرِّ أَهوَنُ مِن بَعضِ

I praised my God after hardship when I was saved

Some scratches and some evil is easier than other evil

فَوَاللَهِ لا أَنسى قَتيلاً رُزِئتُهُ

بِجانِبِ قَوسِيَ ما مَشيتُ عَلى الأَرضِ

By Allah, I will not forget a slain man whom I mocked

Beside my bow as long as I walked upon the earth

بَلى إِنَّها تَعفو الكُلومُ وَإِنَّما

نُوَكَّلُ بِالأَدنى وَإِن جَلَّ ما يَمضي

Yes, rancors do fade, but we are tasked with the lesser

Though time may pass and much goes by

وَلَم أَدرِ مِن أَلقى عَلَيهِ رِداءَهُ

وَلكِنَّهُ قَد سُلَّ مِن ماجِدٍ مَحضِ

I did not know who I cast my robe upon

But he was one noble and pure

وَلَم يَكُ مَثلوجَ الفُؤادِ مُهَبَّجاً

أَضاعَ الشَبابَ في الرَبيلَةِ وَالخَفضِ

He was not one with a heart melted, lost

Who wasted youth in vanity and humbleness

وَلكِنَّهُ قَد نازَعَتهُ مَخامِصٌ

عَلى أَنَّهُ ذو مِرَّةٍ صادِقُ النَهضِ

But he was one who was torn by calamities

As one firm, honest in purpose

كَأَنَّهُمُ يَشَّبَّثونَ بِطائِرٍ

خَفيفِ المُشاشِ عَظمُهُ غَيرُ ذي نَحضِ

As if they clung to a bird

Of delicate frame, its bones without bulk

يُبادِرُ قُربَ اللَيلِ فَهُوَ مُهابِذٌ

يَحُثُّ الجَناحَ بِالتَبَسُّطِ وَالقَبضِ

It hastens at night's approach so it is a departer

Flapping wings opening and closing