يا ربّ غصنُ وجودي أنت غارسُهُ

فماد في روضة التوحيد مائسُهُ

O Lord, the branch of my existence You have planted

So it has flourished in the garden of oneness

سقيته ماءَ فيض من عطاك فهل

ترى يبدّل بعد الغصّ يابسه

You have watered it with the water of Your bounty, so will

You see it change after being a fresh branch, O Lord?

حاشاك ربّي وقد ربّيتَه فربا

وأنت في روضة الأذكار حارسه

Never, my Lord, for You have nurtured it, so it grew

And You are in the garden of remembrance its keeper

فكم عليه صبا الأسحار هبّ وكم

حلّته أنفاسه منها نفائسه

So many dawns have poured upon it, and how many

Precious breaths have descended on it and blessed it