شَقائِقُ الرَّوضِ مِن نَسجِ الرّبيعِ غدَت

تَحلو بِرَونَقِها الزَّاهي على الزهَرِ

The anemones of the garden, woven from the fabric of spring,

Have become beautifully adorned with their vibrant blossoms.

كَأَنَّها كاسُ ياقوتٍ وتحملُها

كَفُّ الزُّمرُّدِ إِذ تزهو على الدّرَرِ

As though they are a chalice of ruby that a hand of emerald carries

When it is decorated with pearls.

وَحينما اِمتَلأت خَمرَ النّدى اِلتَصَقت

في وَسْطِها نقطةٌ من عنبرٍ عَطِرِ

And when they became filled with the wine of dew, a fragrant

Drop of amber attached itself in their center.