Reflect upon us the wonders of eternity
It was written for the archers
What made the mother of the children happy?
Since they said Abu Al-Ayal is calling you
And the share is diminished until the fortune is diminished
, in it, And the traps multiply
the green camel drove out of it
Like a trap
On the eye, a blemish appears
itching, And in the perineum itchy you
a sore that increases movement, and more
Loss of sense, immobile
Arise, contemplate upon us the wonders of eternity – the poet al-Buhtari
