وَزِيارَةٍ عَن غَيرِ مَوعِد

كَالغُمضِ في الجَفنِ المُسَهَّد

And a visit paid unpromised and unplanned,

Like the arrival of sleep in a sleepless eye,

مَعَجَت بِنا فيها الجِيا

دُ مَعَ الأَميرِ أَبي مُحَمَّد

Wherein the coursers turned and swayed with us,

In the company of the Prince, Abu Muhammad,

حَتّى دَخَلنا جَنَّةً

لَو أَنَّ ساكِنَها مُخَلَّد

Until we entered into a paradise,

If only its inhabitant were immortal,

خَضراءَ حَمراءَ التُرا

بِ كَأَنَّها في خَدِّ أَغيَد

Verdant in foliage, reddish in its soil,

As though it were the cheek of a tender youth,

أَحبَبتُ تَشبيهاً لَها

فَوَجَدتَهُ ما لَيسَ يوجَد

I sought a metaphor to picture it,

But found that what I sought does not exist,

وَإِذا رَجَعتَ إِلى الحَقا

ئِقِ فَهيَ واحِدَةٌ لِأَوحَد

For if you return to the absolute truth,

It is a singular gem for a singular man.