1. By God, how blessed were my days with you,

    had weariness not overtaken them so soon.

  2. No sooner did they arrive than they departed,

    as though they had been a dream.

  3. Those days were like life itself: I lost them,

    and met the terrors of Resurrection.

  4. Nothing in life after you is good,

    O son of al-Muʿizz, nor has it any honor.

  5. My lord, I bear an affection

    whose constancy has proved true.

  6. Distance has not diminished

    anything you knew of it—not a nail-paring’s worth.

  7. How could an affection prove false

    when piety was its support?

  8. Though far away, I have composed

    verse whose ordering I cannot praise.

  9. Yet even this is little for a poet with ready words

    who seeks clarity whenever he wills.

  10. At a station where not even Ibn al-ʿAmīd

    nor Qudāmah could utter a word.

  11. You mastered all the sciences, leaving

    no veil drawn over their light.

  12. In the furthest reach of generosity, you surpassed

    even the lofty Kaʿb ibn Māmah.

  13. Live long—for virtue, as long as

    you live, stands with its grievance lifted.

  14. And guard against the malice of time

    with loftiness as your most sheltering armor.

  15. I have regretted the parting,

    and its only end for me is regret.

  16. If you depart, your affection remains

    beautiful in comeliness and grace.

  17. Your nearness and distance are alike:

    both have their dwelling in my thoughts.

  18. When you draw near, welcome;

    and when you go far, go in safety.

  19. Then peace be upon you, for as long as

    a dove sings upon a bough.

Sol 6.1