1. I admonished my soul and, out of affection, counseled her;

    yet she paid no heed to my counsel and explanation.

  2. The grains of sand, in their number, resemble my errors,

    so never do I undertake to count them.

  3. Provision comes though my hand has never reached out for it;

    in that, my drawing near and my staying far away are alike.

  4. Even were it in the Pleiades, al-Simāk, or al-Shiʿ—

    —rā al-ʿAbūr, or al-Shiʿrā al-Ghumayṣāʾ.

Sol 5.6