وَتيهاء لَم تَطمَث بِخفٍّ وَحافِرٍ

وَلم يَدرِ فيها النَجمُ كَيفَ يَغورُ

A wilderness unstamped by hoof or sandal

Where stars know not the windows of their setting

معالِمُها أَن لا معالمَ بَينَها

وَآياتُها ان المَسيرَ غرورُ

With landmarks only that there are no landmarks

And tracks so maze-like they befool the wise.

وَلَو قيلَ لِلغَيثِ اسقِها ما اِهتَدى لَها

وَلو ظَلَّ مِلءُ الأَرضِ وَهو جزورُ

Were the rain asked to find her he would fail,

Though the earth should fill with days of downpour.

تجَشَّمتُها وَاللَيلُ وَحفٌ جناحُهُ

كَأَنِّيَ سِر وَالظَلام ضَميرُ

I ventured there when darkness mantled night

As if I were the secret and night, confidant.