A Pilgrim on his way to Madinah

The caravan has been robbed in wilderness and the destination is far The coast of this desolation, that is this dry ocean is far

My fellow travelers became victims of the robbers’ dagger The remaining ones turned back to Makkah in rustration

How willingly this young man from Bokhara gave his life! In the poison of death he has found the taste of life!

The robber’s dagger was the Eid’s crescent to him “Ah Yathrib” was within heart, Tawhid’s slogan was on the lips

Fear says, “Do not travel alone towards Yathrib” Longing says, “You are a Muslim, travel fearlessly”

“Would I return to Makkah without paying homage? Would I not appear confidently before Lovers on the Judgment Day?

The traveler through Hijaz’ wilderness has no fear for life This secret is hidden in the emigration of the Holy Prophet

Thought safety is in the companionship of the Syrian litter Pleasure of Love is in the heart-breaking affliction of danger

Ah! How clever this timid Intellect is! And the brave man’s feeling how fearless is!