كَأَنَّهُ شِلوُ كَبشٍ وَالهَواءُ لَهُ

تَنّورُ شاوِيَةٍ وَالجَذعُ سُفّودُ

As if he were a ram's carcass and the air for him

An oven blazing hot, and the trunk kindling wood