وَبَدرُ دُجى شِعرِ مَتى بَرَقَت بِهِ

شُموسُ الحُمَيّا أَشرَقَت مِن مُحَيّاهُ

When the moons of his cheek flash their brilliance

From his face's crescent their light appears

صَفاهُ بِهِ يَبدو لِرائيهِ وَصفَهُ

فَلَو جالَ فيهِ الفِكرَ لِلعَينِ جَلّاهُ

His fairness by it is seen by beholders

And if mind looked upon it, it would elucidate it

فَلا لَطَفَ إِلّا وَهوَ جِسمٌ لِلُطفِهِ

وَمَعنى مَعاني الكُلِّ في الكُلِّ مَعناهُ

So no grace but is body to its gracefulness

And the meaning of meanings of all is in all its meaning