فَما جَعَلَت ما بَينَ مَكَّةَ ناقَتي

إِلى البِركِ إِلا نَومَةَ المُتَهَجِّدِ

My she-camel has made the journey from Mecca

To Al-Barak nothing but a vigil of wakefulness

وَكادَت قُبَيلَ الصُبحِ تَنبِذُ رَحلَها

بِدومَةَ مِن لَغطِ القَطا المُتَبَدِّدِ

And near dawn she almost flung off her saddle

At Duma from the howling of scattered dogs