The one whose manifestation witnessed the astronomer's eye: In the sun, in the moon, in the assembly of stars.

Whom the Sufi found in the dark recesses of his heart; whom the poet saw in the midst of elegance of Nature.

Whose brilliance exists, whose fragrance persists; in the pearls of dew, in the shirts of flowers.

Who has inhabited the wilderness by becoming tranquility; whose Presence creates the uproar in the midst of the garden.

Though His Beauty is manifest in everything; in your eye is Its climax, O Sulaima!