Shade of a white cloud & glory of a close relative…
Without doubt the Prophet Muhammad (s), son of Aminah (s),
Is for me like my own Child.
When he held on to the bridle of my camel,
I felt kindness for him,
Even as the white camels were loaded,
Flowed from my eyes abundant tears,
Tears like scattered pearls
I treated him kindheartedly as befits a close relative
And guarded well the trust of his forefathers concerning him.
When at last the people of Busra saw him,
They met a learned monk who was keeping close watch
He related to them a true account concerning him,
And thus turned back the people of envy
A group of Jews also saw what he saw:
The shade of a white cloud and the glory of a close relative
They went seeking to kill Muhammad, and he restrained them,
And thus engaged in the best of struggle.
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