يا لَمعَةَ البَرقِ بَل يا هَبَّةَ الريحِ

روحي بِجِسمي إِلى مَن عِندَهُ روحي

O flash of lightning, nay, O gust of wind

My soul with my body to the one in whom my soul resides

خُذي لَهُم مِن سَلامي عَنبَراً عَبِقاً

وَأَوقِدِيهِ بِنارٍ مِن تَباريحي

Take to them from my greetings a fragrant ambergris

And kindle it with a fire from my sighs

ناشَدتُكِ اللَهَ إِلّا كُنتِ مُخبِرَةً

عَنّي بِأَنَّهُمُ ذِكري وَتَسبيحي

I adjure you by God, be one to inform them

That they are my remembrance and my glorification