أَبَا البركاتِ لي مولىً جَوادٌ

مواهبُهُ كمُنهلِّ السّحابِ

My generous mentor, blessings abound,

His gifts flow like clouds bursting aground.

يُحكِّمٌ في مكارِمهِ الأمانِي

ولو كلّفْتَهُ ردّ الشّبابِ

He fulfills hopes, though far they may seem,

As though he could restore lost youth's dream.

فَما بَالي أرَى ما أَبتغِيهِ

بعيداً عند مُنقَطِعِ السّرابِ

Why then, the object of all my desire

Appears always distant, ever to aspire?

وعذرُكَ في قضا شُغلِي قضاءٌ

يُصرِّفُهُ فَما عُذْرُ الجَوابِ

Your excuse for not granting my wish outright

Is preoccupation; mine is impolite.