Sol 5.6

  1. As though the palm blossom, when

    it appears amid the palm fronds,

  2. were my daggers, upon whose upper

    parts linger traces of dark mottling;

  3. and, when it is ravaged by

    the hand of the rough devourer,

  4. were my chains of silver,

    in sheaths of mother-of-pearl.

Sol 5.6