1. O my lord Shams al-Din, you who have come to possess

    qualities like meadow-flowers after a downpour;

  2. and a mind that, when it journeys through the night of mysteries,

    makes them shine clear like the moon at the full;

  3. a resolve that cleaves even the Mashrafī blade, and an aspiration

    that rivals the twin peaks of Yadhbul and Shamām.

  4. Your devoted friend hopes for some subtle marginal glosses

    that you possess upon the celebrated commentary by Jāmī,

  5. with which the knots of its difficult lines may be untied,

    stripping every stubborn obscurity in it bare—

  6. first those of the learned ʿAbd al-Ghafūr. For who will safeguard me

    if, in resolving them, you do not prove an ʿIṣām?

  7. Remain a destination for virtue and learning as long as

    a dove-orator mounts pulpits of branches.

Sol 6.1