Sol 6.1

  1. Do you not see the gleams in the blackness of night,

    And their source is gentle to those who gaze—

  2. Smoke, soot-black in character, whose sparks

    Are lightning flashes, and the bond of profit within it is firm;

  3. And a night like the day of union—as for its gardens,

    They are blossoms; and as for its musk, its fragrance is released?

  4. And Baghdad is a sea whose two shores are jewels,

    And the Tigris is a garden whose two borders are anemones.

  5. And its pebbles have become rubies, and ambergris

    Its soil; and the water has become pure wine.

Sol 6.1