عَطْفاً على من براهُ السقمُ من فكر

تكفَّلَتْ بنسيج الحَدْس تذرعُه

With kindness to one whom sickness of thought has struck

Intuition has clothed itself to shield him.

يطوي الدجى بانْتِشَار الهم من كَمَدٍ

له بكلّ حراكٍ ما يروّعُه

The darkness folds with the spreading of worry from suppression.

For him, in every stirring is what frightens him.