وَرَدَ الكتابُ من الجَنَابِ السَّامِي
فأخَذْتُ في الإجْلالِ والإعْظَامِ
The letter arrived from the August Presence;
I began with awe and veneration.
ووَقَفْتُ مُنتصِباً فَوَدَّتْ هَامتِي
لو أنَّهَا نابَتْ عن الأَقْدَامِ
I stood erect, and my head longed
to take the place of my feet.
ولثمتُهُ فَكأنَّ فَارَةَ تاجِرٍ
فَقمتْ بعبقتِهَا مَنَاطَ لِثَامِي
I kissed it—as though a perfumer’s musk pod
had steeped the resting place of my veil in its fragrance.
وفَضَضْتُهُ فكأنَّما استَجليتُ مِنْ
أَسْطَارِهِ مُسْتَودَعَ الأكْمَامِ
I broke its seal, as though I were drawing forth from
its lines the treasure hidden within flower-calyxes.
فَلِرَاحَةٍ كَتَبَتْهُ ألفُ سَلاَمَةٍ
وعلَى امرئٍ أهْدَاهُ ألفُ سَلاَمِ
A thousand blessings upon the hand that penned it,
and a thousand greetings to the man who sent it.
Sol 5.6