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Saturn scatters beneath his feet Ambition, intellect, memory, thought, and dignity Jupiter bestows upon his soul the gift Of truth, justice, righteousness, faith, and loyalty Mars gives him, for facing danger, Glory, initiative, resolve, strength, and victory The Sun draws before him, for the sake of beauty, Grace, exaltation, splendor, and majesty Venus places upon him, for the sake of light, Adornment, good character, elegance, taste, and joy Mercury brings before him, from all that is known, Intelligence, forbearance, judgment, speech, and sciences The body of the Moon scatters upon him Swiftness, growth, grace, adornment, and radiance He arrived with a thousand honors and desires At the crossroads of generation and corruption In the world, God has hidden The new moon of faith, seen upon his face Inevitably, in the world of 'Be, and it is,' Its inhabitants grew virtuous through his beauty By grace, without companions, he took The cap from the crown of the loyal ones He summoned everyone in joyous pursuit Then taught them manners with 'His sight did not swerve' His companions were from Rome and Abyssinia His life was pleasant with Suhayb and Bilal The People of the Bench (Ashab al-Suffah) were his companions Like a cloud whose rain is forgiveness He sacrificed his soul for God Saying 'Guide my people' to the ignorant In annihilation, he became the shepherd of the flock He became all, until all became him And those four who were at the forefront of the feast Were the brain, the heart, the eyes, and the soul Each of those four, like true men, In this courtyard and in this arena: He gave truth to the brain, justice to the heart, Modesty to the eye, and generosity to the soul His heart and eye from the path of fragments His creation and character were for glory and honor He never rejected the good And no evil came from him to the bad He tied shut the breath of polytheism in friends He shattered the soul's cage of enemies When that pure breath intertwined, That cage became the firewood of Hell The arch in his infinite love The collar-wearers of his kingdom His collar-wearers from among prophets and saints Holding fast to the 'firmest handle' All his companions sacrificed their souls Making his words their food, day and night His rank rode alongside the highest heavens (Illiyin) His religion held the reins of the Day of Judgment In Uhud, he was one with the One, Even though his companions were few The pearl, from the strike of a stone on an ill-fated day, Found a burning from the harmony of his soul His lips and teeth became full of blood The tears of his eyes became like the waves of the Oxus Saying 'Guide my people' in the midst of it By his side, unpierced carnelian Master Iblis (Satan) shouted on the mountain: 'This is a great victory and a magnificent deed! The focal point of hope and expectation has been killed The faces of the companions turned to their backs.' Hind placed her litter on top of the mountain The disbelievers stood before her in groups upon groups She cried out that this is not from treachery But this deed is revenge for Badr Ahmad's hand severed the foundation of doubt The point of his spear severed the soul of Ubayy From him, when his soul became fiercer than fire, Gabriel's soul cried out from a happy heart Because he saw victory from the divine court Following the triumph of that heavenly army The shout of the disbelievers rose to the peak The throat of each became like a sea and wave Saying, 'We have felled the cypress from its feet The cypress that illuminates the garden and adorns the law.' Hamza cast down, mutilated in the field Like seventy of those brave young men His glory is the sky of the angel's soul His honor is the guardian of the roof of the heavens He was a moon, but the vault of the frame Bound a veil before his face out of majesty Who saw him open and hidden? The eye of Sa'd and the chest of Salman Again, they were the receptacle for flaws: Sakhr, Abu Jahl, Shayba, and Utba Therefore, they all remained blind and sightless Because they remained in this brief path He opened, to the slain of supplication, The door of the gate of Resurrection From inside and outside, with word and expression Closing the ten windows of the soul to the demon Being in servitude and thorns and opinion The free cypress of God's stream The eye of religion was bright from his enduring existence The light of the sun was from his countenance Instead of blood, for the sake of the secret of certainty Religion flowed in 'yakad' and 'yabin' He was the moon of that auspicious sphere That the sun smiles from his face The moon's smile is from the disc of the sun The sun of the moon is a brief garment Making, for the disobedient child, The mother of nature black-breasted And from intellect towards the soul of the clever and the naive, Making death a friendly face like Umar Like the tree of spring, the grace of pre-eternity Has combined its water and freshness He was a candle, that auspicious huma bird Burning from within and smiling from without.