كِبارُ أُناسٍ مِثلُ جِلَّةِ سائِمٍ

يُرَبّونَ أَطفالاً كَما اِرتَضَعَ البُهمُ

Great men are like a herd of camels

They raise children as the ostrich raised its young

تَوَهَّمَ بَعضُ الناسِ أَمراً فَأَصَّلوا

يَقينَ أُمورٍ باتَ يَتبَعُها الوَهمُ

Some people imagined something and made it

A certainty, though it was followed by illusion

جَهِلنا وَلَكِن لِلخلائِقِ صانِعٌ

أَقَرَّ بِهِ فَسلٌ مِنَ القَومِ أَو شَهمُ

We were ignorant, yet for creatures there is a Maker

Whose existence a group acknowledged or a solitary one assumed

وَيَعلَمُ كُلٌّ أَنَّ لِلخَيرِ مَوضِعاً

وَفَضلاً عَلى إِثباتِهِ أَجمَعَ الدُهَم

And everyone knows goodness has a place

And excelling in establishing it the arrows have gathered

وَأَينَ أُناسٌ كَالسَحائِبِ إِن يُرَوا

يَروقوا وَإِن يُستَمطَروا لِلغِنى يَهموا

And where are people like clouds, if watered

They are sated, and if rain is sought from them, they refuse

فَإِن شِئتَ أَن تُحظى بِمالِكَ فَاِحبُهُ

ذَوي الحاجِ أَو أَنفِقهُ تَبسُم لَكَ الجُهمُ

So if you want your money to bring you joy

Love the needy or spend it, and worries will smile at you

فَما هُوَ إِلّا السَهمُ لا كَفَّ عادِياً

وَلا نالَ صَيداً في كِنانَتِهِ السَهمُ

It is but an arrow, neither stopping nor

Catching game in its quiver, the arrow