بَكَتِ السَّحابُ عَلى الرِّياض فَحَسَّنَت
مِنها غروساً مِن دُموع ثكُولِ
The clouds wept over the gardens and adorned
Them with saplings of falling teardrops
فَكَأَنَّها وَالطلُّ يُشرِقُ فَوقَها
وَشيٌ يُحاكُ بِلُؤلُؤٍ مَفصُولِ
As though with the dawn rising above them
It was necklaces being strung with scattered pearls
