1. Is the calamity of parting from you a small matter to me?

    Never! Nor does fair patience seem fair.

  2. O you who are absent from everywhere but my heart—for it,

    since you departed from it, has kept you embodied there.

  3. How could I forget, when between us, thwarting my desire,

    are lions for whom spearheads make a thicket,

  4. and deserts that leave the weary guide repeating,

    “Look at the tracks of the mounts”?

  5. God bless you! I have found you a source of strength

    that Time generously granted, though Time was miserly.

  6. I have experienced in you qualities beside which

    even the purest wine pales, so I desired no substitute.

  7. Go to the Ribāṭ of al-Tūnisī

    on my behalf, and lavish kisses upon his grave.

  8. There recite the Wise Remembrance, rendering

    its verses fully, with proper articulation and measured chanting.

  9. Remember your brother in an accepted prayer

    by which you may lift a heavy burden from him.

  10. And turn with kindness toward Ṣaff al-Baṣīla, for it

    was once my refuge and my resting place.

  11. And glimpse, south of the city, a prospect

    that has become the equal of the interwoven stars.

  12. Its earth was clothed in many-colored blossoms,

    and the north wind traced its paths there, moist with rain.

  13. Its river glided through those broad flats,

    so for its sake I forsook the Tigris and the Nile.

  14. The ornamented mountain above it seemed

    a crown set upon the parting of its head.

  15. There we breathed wholesome air whenever

    the breeze blew gently between its two rocks.

  16. I shall not forget the few brief days I had there;

    remembering them has made time long for me.

  17. The way to reunion was barred, yet when I journeyed far away,

    I found no way to forgetfulness.

  18. How grievous it is to me that I should be burdened,

    as I send these words forth, with longing to draw near you.

  19. Be as you please, brother of loyalty, for I

    shall praise you whether you stay or depart.

  20. My profession of love for you follows of necessity,

    and a necessary truth requires no proof.

  21. I range artfully through the art of praising you

    and continue in reverence and glorification.

  22. Take this poem: I have charged it

    and it has taken upon itself a longing for you lodged deep within.

  23. I wished to add still more to its composition,

    but, by your worth, I disliked burdening you.

  24. No—by Him through whose decree the separation occurred,

    the calamity of parting from you is no small matter to me.

Sol 6.1