نِقْس الملائكة

نِقْس الملائكة يُقايِس عن حورية متدينة مستمعة سديدة لنَبْس ربها نفسها النفس تَعيس مفلحة يُجانِس هَمْس ربها بالآية طَقْس استأس فألهماها فجورها وتقواها وطَقْس يَئِس من دَسَّاهَا كَذَّبَتْ ثَمُودُ بِطَغْوَاهَا آنذاكَت تَمَرّد أَشْقَاهَا فَقَالَ لَهُمْ رَسُولُ اللَّهِ نَاقَةَ اللَّهِ وَسُقْيَاهَا English translation The Angels' Ink Angels’ ink of grace, Angels’ ink of grace, Measuring the pace, Of a houri of faith. Listening, so wise, To her Lord's low voice. The soul, that very soul, Wretched, yet finds its goal. Matching the soft whisper, Of her Lord in the verse. A rite, a firm stand, Inspiration in His hand; Her evil and her piety, A rite of holy variety. Despair for the one, Who obscures the sun, Thamud denied in pride. The rebellious rose, In the wretchedness he chose. The Messenger of Allah said: "The She-Camel of Allah, And her drink, leave it be!"